MMK · May 5, 2012
A million pinhole cameras

Evaporated ink leaks over the horizon
And bleeds into the sun
A million pinhole cameras
Perforate the sky
Oceans warm breath
Whispers to the cool ground
The scarab rises
As the chariot ignites

Inspired by tea and a renga-in-progress with tsac
 
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