You stand in front of a million doors
And each one holds a million more
Corridors that lead to the world
Of the invisible
Corridors that twist and turn
Corridors that blister and burn
Eye of Braille
Hem of anorak
Stem of wallflower
Hair of doormat
(Picture: Q-Magazine, Oct. 2006)
i like her nose!
expressive nasen werden unterschätzt – davon kann selbst ich ein lied singen…
REPLY:
and her noise, too!