Bright Eyes
/Hollow eyes still glow
Under the right light.
She stares into nothing,
Illuminating every diluted thought
The masses deem indigestible.
Her blank stare tells more stories than words ever could
As overlooked goodness spills like a fountain from overburdened shoulders,
Forcing my trembling hands to sift through lint-lined pockets for uncirculated change.
A penny for your thoughts
And a dollar for you time.
Either way,
A misty moonlight stare is worth the price of admission
By PermaBurnedPoetry
From: United States
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