The world with no familiars
In laws and design
From palm, foot and mouth seeps
Cold glue of an ill future
For those who battle with truth.
Beasts of invention there
Climb peaks soaked from
Gaia sweat, no more by suffering
Laid by awe and fragrance
Via steps of no-man's mistakes.
The Ego
- Boquavv
- A Desert Oasis, The Mountain-filled Beehive, United States
- The third dimensional shadow of the fourth dimensional series of events that make up my life as a whole.
9.10.2010
Ding Dong
Breathe. Lights crawl as triangles.
Blink. The amusement fades.
Breathe. Row down the stairs on tired back.
Blink. It's not a dream.
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