Today:
I dropped a ceiling fan into the pond in my backyard and watched its blades
slap the shadows away into the corners of the room
Until:
The shadows flood the
mechanism and trap the
movement as the
wind still moves through the
windows, little gusts through a
littler hoop
Aug 25, 2011
Aug 25, 2011 at 9:40 PM UTC
Today:
I dropped a ceiling fan into the pond in my backyard and watched its blades
slap the shadows away into the corners of the room
Until:
The shadows flood the
mechanism and trap the
movement as the
wind still moves through the
windows, little gusts through a
littler hoop
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