Shipwrecked

A storm was brewing in your grey eyes. You told me how the government had created a hive mind. No evidence, of course, but I believed you. I wanted to sail away in those eyes, crash my ship in that storm, lie naked beneath those waves. You couldn't read my mind. #2WordPrompt pic.twitter.com/yMyjp4k01U

— Tricia (@triciasankey) November 9, 2020