Sunday, 25 September 2016

furniture

hiss.
Sunday.
just listen to the hissing on the right hand side of the head,
A steady pressure.

and tired, why care?
Things will go on anyhow, somehow.
Eyes that can hardly see the sharp type of the computer.

There is nothing to describe today
and no wish to describe the sunday sun reflecting of the yellow house opposite to then illuminate the wooden room with all it's wood-brown furniture.

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