The sky shoots its myriad blue eye
into a pavane of reds and silvers.
A farrago of ****** tastes signal second dawn at noon.
An indescribable sound pierces the eardrum
from the inside as it rushes ******
humanly,
inhumanely outward.
Feb 23, 2010
Feb 23, 2010 at 7:38 PM UTC
The sky shoots its myriad blue eye
into a pavane of reds and silvers.
A farrago of ****** tastes signal second dawn at noon.
An indescribable sound pierces the eardrum
from the inside as it rushes ******
humanly,
inhumanely outward.
© Cody Edwards 2010