It flies in the air.
It stands in despair.
It pops out from screens.
I wish it was unseen.
The hidden ones come crawling.
They come gnashing and thrashing.
You don’t even notice.
Is it actually bliss?
It’s odd to keep on going with #escapril prompts when it’s almost the end of July. I’m trying to finish things that I’ve started though, so we’ll see how long this goes!
Carmel 