"The desert bears only a scathing sun, and nothing more."
"What about mirages?"

Friday, January 7, 2011

Stories in The Dark.

Writing
in dim light
gives my words
an edge
of surrealism--
that which
melting clocks
and endless
staircases
are built upon.
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2 comments:

  1. SusannahJanuary 8, 2011 at 3:36 AM

    Nice one, I like this very much. :-)

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  2. Human ParadoxJanuary 10, 2011 at 9:10 PM

    Interesting. Reminds me of an M.C. Escher painting. Painting pictures with words. Well done.

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