Blank stares.
I feel like a dog chasing it’s own tail.

The moonlight weakens, threats, and tree limbs sway the distance.

Why does gosh darn have to follow me this way…

The portal of unseen.
The manuscript unread.
The cave bound for territory refuge.


About Hannah's Defense

I'm a graphic arts musician with love always on the brain. I yield to art and randomly sing songs. http://www.facebook.com/hannahsdefense

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