Benevolence

Be nice

Letters that do not sound right

This is a harmless outlet
And one that will concea
All

(In case you were left wondering, ofcourse I meant to do that)

None

What is it about how you look?
Eye stared at your photo for hours
Now, I see your image everywhere
In everyone

Open up the curtains
Staring into a deep chasm

I strain to see the end of this
There is none.
Only stars have points
And basketball games

I open the window
The door is barred
Sew I drop a button
Listening for an indication of depth

There is none.

No need for further investigation
Opened windows
Never taught as much unless they were
Eyes, and those eyes were yours