Water dripping, its rhythmic pattern intoxicating; exciting; echoing, creating an emptiness that consumes. Painting colours that remain imprinted on the eyes that see the mind. Swirling colours of Mojave and gentle toxic grey on a backdrop of nostalgia…..past days slipping away as each drip drops.
A MUCH A DO ABOUT NOTHING REALLY LOL. Posts relating to me and my creative outlets (mainly poetry) and anything i feel to share from what i experience, think and feel from my life. Enjoy xxxx
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