and stare at you for a minute
empty gaze of a child
on indigo punctuated with splayed silver
Cadence of my stare as it crashes
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I’m alive inside the confines of death...stopped me in my tracks for a while!
This could be interpreted in so many ways, Rehan. I choose to think of it as a virtual realization that there is also life beyond the confines of our small existence, and every once in awhile we get a glimpse of what exists just beyond out fingertips. A deeply introspective piece. Linda ; -)