'the story of the grasshopper and the octopus': All's Said and Fallen →
Secrets smuggled still unheard
in matchboxes
lashed tightly under lit lanterns.
watch them rise as flickering birds
reflected in the dead eyes of curious foxes.
Scream out your frequency
aim up at the sky.
stopped dead by the verbal boundary
reflected back down to me.
Show me the night sky
where…
(Source: thewhyoffry)
