Aperture
someone told me my eyes were special once,
but it was for the wrong reasons
but it was for the wrong reasons
one glance and he had me in a darkroom
with synthetic tears rolling down my cheek
for a fact of life and hold it still
in black and white or my scrapbook
still the amber doors won’t close
when you step inside
(shut the shutters and up
the stairs)
but in the background i heard someone saying
that there have to be some repercussions