Poetry Absent by eyes + wordsSeptember 11, 2017 Comments 2 Written by Jacob Ibrag Paint us a streak of direction. What if we fall in with the senseless? Faces, absent from expression. Less we know the stranger. Oceans of calamity flowing in between our fingers. Photographer Unknown Share ThisClick to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to share on Tumblr (Opens in new window)Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading... 2 comments on “Absent” chris jensen September 11, 2017 Reblogged this on crjen1958. LikeLike Reply taurusingemini September 12, 2017 Sounds really intense… LikeLiked by 1 person Reply What Do You Think? Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email. Δ Post navigation Previous Post Next Post
Eyes + Words 
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Sounds really intense…
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