Poems from vhildebrand
As the monotonous clock ticks-tocs on the wall,
I stop and stare at my window,
There it sits still and tall,
The final possession of my...
A memory.
A feathery strand of light
of facets in a diamond
enters the head.
The light gracefully moves
in the brain.
Pulling the...
Hard black wood with chips and cracks,
And curtains filled with secrets and facts,
Bright lights and sound that fill the air,
Techies...