04 March 2012
sketch #12
02 March 2012
poem
Fleeting wings of clarity come,
In ravenous downdrafts of time
Raising screams of days stretched thinly.
Luminous vapors SNAP as life bridges
Span murky stagnating pools of real.
Ill flexed muscles seize with entropy
Brushes.......
Color.......
Light........turn ashen in a gaze
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