Tuesday, January 15, 2013

what i live to do.


sean is a wanderer. 
a dude without a home because it's what he chooses. 
a poet. with blue eyes and shaggy blonde hair. 
sitting on the bench 
hoodie and trench
my first thought was that he looked like kurt cobain
a poem he wrote
upon meeting me
. . .
chemistry. 
the eyes are a window to the soul i know. 

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