Serrations of chimneys Stone-black perforate Velvet-black dark. A tree coils in core of darkness. My swinging Hands Incise the night. A man slips into a doorway, Black hole in blackness, and drowns there. A second man passing traces The diagram of his steps On invisible pavement. Rain Draws black parallel threads Through the hollow of air. Submitted by Steohen Fryer
Added: 2 Sep 2002 | Last Read: 12 Feb 2012 9:09 AM | Viewed: 3984 times
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