Aha! Picture this… I would say a middle aged man, Irish maybe? Who looks strict, primed and shrewd on which way life precedes? Black and white, for a more discreet look. The black and white touch leaves our attention hooked. It darkens the substance and lets the contrast play the biggest part; his freckles shoot out as the picture displays every attention of his facial art.
Direction, yes this man faces the similar attention we all look upon, which direction do I go and which shoes do I put on??
I pick poetry when I look into the soul of his eyes, he speaks millions through his sensitive glass, he lips remain shut, but it’s what you disguise and improvise to be your intuition and reflection… so I read… from this man…Direction is effortless, direction is mindless, direction is a figure of speech and it’s up to the feet, to decide which way we keep, and which way we defeat. :)
Direction, yes this man faces the similar attention we all look upon, which direction do I go and which shoes do I put on??
I pick poetry when I look into the soul of his eyes, he speaks millions through his sensitive glass, he lips remain shut, but it’s what you disguise and improvise to be your intuition and reflection… so I read… from this man…Direction is effortless, direction is mindless, direction is a figure of speech and it’s up to the feet, to decide which way we keep, and which way we defeat. :)
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