The ink is smudging,
and it is looking arty,
and words are the art.
We can not catch it,
just watch clocks and calendars,
for time’s elusive.
Light is refracted,
and sends it colours about,
and ever perfect.
As complex as simple is.
The ink is smudging,
and it is looking arty,
and words are the art.
We can not catch it,
just watch clocks and calendars,
for time’s elusive.
Light is refracted,
and sends it colours about,
and ever perfect.