Tinnitus He stands still, miles above me. Still like the walls of untoppled buildings fragile but erect after the quake; dignity undignified; and looks to the moon. Others are Reading It Will Be You THE AMAZING HOTEL TOWEL Posted by john in Prose Tweet People Who Read This Also Read: The Treat’s Gotta Growl! Two Souls Christ Manifesto Dance Leave a Reply Cancel reply Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *Comment Name * Email * Website Prove You\'re Human * − two = 5