May 2014
And with that,
Words drift away in smoke
As pages crinkle, and blacken slowly
And we mourn for the loss of information
For the loss of wisdom
As the words float loftily in smoke
And covers burn with fervor
Words drift away in smoke
As pages crinkle, and blacken slowly
And we mourn for the loss of information
For the loss of wisdom
As the words float loftily in smoke
And covers burn with fervor
Prompts from Tumblr, Twitter, and Facebook. This one was: burning books.
