Fog
19 stories above ground;
with a view of manicured greens
and rusty crunchy leave droppings.
with a view of manicured greens
and rusty crunchy leave droppings.
19 trillion stars below heaven;
smothered in stratocumulus clouds
and the sensation of being watched.
smothered in stratocumulus clouds
and the sensation of being watched.
posted by Sam U. Elle at 5/31/2006 07:58:00 p.m.
1 Comments:
Hey Sam u elle,
Great to see you here and to read your poetry. I really like the alliteration in S2 and that is one kick ass last line.
"With the sensation of being watched."
Which leaves the reader wandering off thinking... "Am I?"
*looks over shoulder as we leave the blog.
Brucefur
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