• the_blue_notes 22w

    here’s a play by play - a
    night like any other. a worried
    expression for every faceless
    passerby. a glint in the eye
    of a wordless evening
    burrowing deeper into itself

    I wonder where it ends - where
    it starts. as kids we’d spin
    until the world tried to
    pitch us off its edges. did
    we stop, or did it?