46154428_294251674763039_2364701120778993664_nby Laurence Wilkins14 Apr 2019

Like the words written down, it all goes unnoticed;
The small things;
The slight smile passing a stranger.
The lighting of your eyes when an old friend enters
Corridors in an office building freshly painted
Smoke dancing in a way it danced moons before
A clock striking the exact second of a friends fatality
Coastlines etched in a perfect fashion
A ruined dress able to live again
Sincerity to the blind,
We're all blind to the sincerity
We are all ghosts trying to unknowingly dance our way to