Friday, July 6, 2007Post MeridiemThe tree tops smoked gray Above that, blue sky Houses on the cul-de-sac All dark, except one The lone porch light Sets a scene Less than photographable Darker still, The silence absorbs The shorting out Of crickets Their metal whiny voices Edging on insanity Like singing zyx double u Saturday’s... Sign in to see full entry.posted by MiaElla at 7:09 PM Comments (0) (permalink) |
