A reflection of faces
Match the mood with a frown
To make sure no one hears
Keep your voices down
Lest wayward eyes
And ears should pry
On a personal matter
We’re spilling outside
A Poetic Dive into the Creative Unconscious
A reflection of faces
Match the mood with a frown
To make sure no one hears
Keep your voices down
Lest wayward eyes
And ears should pry
On a personal matter
We’re spilling outside