Behind stained glass and curtain sheers,
Radio static and refined fears,
Translucent like acid rain,
We plant plastic flowers
And hope they grow.
Posted by jacsprat in Uncategorized Tags: curtain, disappointment, dreams, flowers fear, hope, plastic, poetry, radio, stained glass, veil
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