Oct 2016
Gaping, their chasm
Red
Like silver bullets,
Pink and purple.
Flashing like fires,
Through the shrub and trees.
Eyes run,
Feet catching the ground
Fast.
The spots are running,
The wind with them.
Red
Like silver bullets,
Pink and purple.
Flashing like fires,
Through the shrub and trees.
Eyes run,
Feet catching the ground
Fast.
The spots are running,
The wind with them.
