Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Excuses


Hers.
Aye, truly jack-be-nimble to decay-
to puddle round her feet, bare but for the dirt between her toes-
to muddle counted breaths, sibilant song sublime-
One fire, two fire, three fire-
Free.

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3: to fall into ruin
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4 comments:

  1. Nice! :D (this is giving me flash backs of your mudbath...........)

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  2. Excellent, as usual. I love clicking through to your site -- it never disappoints. I also noticed from 'Spawns' that you two are collaborating over on a new site. I'm looking forward to seeing how that pans out. It's a great concept and two great talents. Good luck with it. Thanks for linking up.

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