Spew

My eyes are closed
Yet, I can still see
My ears are open
However I choose not to hear
I prefer to sit here in my favorite spot and admire all the colors glistening from within
I believe they are still there
Residing in a temporary place
Secluded
Waiting to spew out in futuristic glory

By Elizabeth Mendiola
Copyright 2014

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