Hark! The rhythm

Hark! The rhythm. The pellet drum rattles. The dance begins. The creation, the annihilation, the fleeing in-betweens, and beyond these appar...

Sunday, August 9, 2015

Shadow-play

Cloaked shallow contours
Shifting through the stage, until
Stilled, as shadows be.



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