WHAT'S WRONG
Your eyebrows arch. But your
eyes brown as groundnut shells
are what stun, those almost
almonds set in dark chocolate.
Whose polar stare have you stolen?
Shells of Brazil nuts aren't hard as
my question seems for you. The
sharpest arrow I could aim
glances off. It
cannot pierce your porcelain mask, you
seem so sullen, I struggle
to imagine what could
crack the code of your mood.
eyes brown as groundnut shells
are what stun, those almost
almonds set in dark chocolate.
Whose polar stare have you stolen?
Shells of Brazil nuts aren't hard as
my question seems for you. The
sharpest arrow I could aim
glances off. It
cannot pierce your porcelain mask, you
seem so sullen, I struggle
to imagine what could
crack the code of your mood.
