I met a man today,
with a great triangular moustache,
and a carpet of a beard,
with a little fracture for a mouth.
Bewildered eyes and an angular posture.
His brutish stomp (thunderous among the sleepy books) was awkward
and solitary, constantly echoing his pathway.
I met a deaf man today, blissfully unaware of the
weight of his footsteps.
Nov 15, 2010
Nov 15, 2010 at 8:19 PM UTC
I met a man today,
with a great triangular moustache,
and a carpet of a beard,
with a little fracture for a mouth.
Bewildered eyes and an angular posture.
His brutish stomp (thunderous among the sleepy books) was awkward
and solitary, constantly echoing his pathway.
I met a deaf man today, blissfully unaware of the
weight of his footsteps.