| Thursday, February 16, 2006 |
| spaces, dots and dash |
Run as she may, uphill, tumble down, splashes and oceans later there's just as much more to take on. Smoky clouds and amber liquid is bad refuge. There are dots you wish you never met and some you are glad didn't join to be a dash, a handful you know are just there...spangled on the vast expanses. The dark storm is gathering close and the monster arms draw closer..."can we dance in the rain?"
[train of thoughts derailed...more to pour soon] |
posted by Shivranjini Krishnamurthy @ 2/16/2006 01:45:00 PM  |
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