See walls magnolia brown.
Frameless photographs of a yacht.
Portable TV, library books.
See through eyes, red with white lines.
White hands with brown tips.
Holding a chipped crystal glass.

Your hands shake to often now.
Smoke sloths in the small space.
Ice chinks in the silence.
Melts in the cold.
Yellow waves break.
One day they’ll be broken glass.

Again, this hasn't formated as l wanted, sorry guys, the cesturca's have been missed out. Hey ho.