To Those Once Known

I never looked at you I saw through you like I see past myself Scouring my composition in search of the negative space Like a delicate piece of translucent rice paper A blank canvas for my imagination to ignore Why covet a fruit that will never be ripe In the orchard, the wasteland, of my soul

Reviews

[Michael Iam Bone]

This was an amazing piece, I really think this is cream of the crop. It's a very powerful message to give to someone, and I like it a lot. No major criticisms here. :)