Eyes (Remove filter)
Screen break
It must be time to get up
Any excuse to fill my cup
To get out of this chair
To take in some different air
The mechanisms are tense
Cornea, Iris and the lens
Focused and sharp
Like a razor to a harp
Capturing images, light and perusing
Peering across a radient sunset, percieving or sewing
Better to be absent minded staring into distance
Than screens burni...
Thursday 6th March 2025 3:09 pm
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