Friday, July 8, 2011

The Sun was never the brightest star; she's just arrogant.




Turn away, turn, turn against the sun
against the velvet voices playing in your sun
turn, turn towards the shadows, that line your lips
line the pale blue retina gazing up.
turn, turn, counter-clockwise to counteract.
turn, turn with gravity stroking your neck.
turn, turn and I'll steal your sun away.

Photos taken in Slovakia, 2011


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