Pull up a chair and relax. This is where I write, with my eyes. Stay as long as you like. You'll find me, where the wild roses grow ♥
casting out lures
to distract ghosts
who tug at the ley lines
of then and now
reeling in memories
before they drown
That could almost be a picture of me, only my hat is different.
Thank you Josh x Perhaps one day, I will photograph you.
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