Sep 2018
I followed a
f
a
l
l
i
n
g
feather |
to the ground
along the twist
-ing-twirl
-ing
>dizzy<
| path |
I found a penny
which held no thoughts
together the feather
and copper bone
fell upon an anvil
cloud of striking stone!
:: 08-05-2014 ::
f
a
l
l
i
n
g
feather |
to the ground
along the twist
-ing-twirl
-ing
>dizzy<
| path |
I found a penny
which held no thoughts
together the feather
and copper bone
fell upon an anvil
cloud of striking stone!
:: 08-05-2014 ::
life is movement and situations are like gravity; sometimes somethings somewhere seem misplaced but then there we are --> right HERE.
