feed the roots not the structure time has chosen sides every order falls every shape collapses fractally and you, amidst pieces raining pattering pattern past as green, then brown surges upward there is no way to climb only to be borne aloft
2 comments:
Stacia
said...
Wow Doug, I really enjoyed reading this one. It invoked cool imagery for me :)
2 comments:
Wow Doug, I really enjoyed reading this one. It invoked cool imagery for me :)
i'm glad that any of these aren't poemFAIL... :)
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