(Poem #337 on new numbering scheme)
Arranging words like little particles of light that bound through space like hunted prey that hope to flee those ravenous weird beasts imagined, I decide to take a break.
(Poem #337 on new numbering scheme)
Arranging words like little particles of light that bound through space like hunted prey that hope to flee those ravenous weird beasts imagined, I decide to take a break.