Fluttering along the breeze
of supple strands of life's web
until a twitch in the framework
and karma sends us hurtling
like a molten cannonball
through icy space to slam
smack-dab into the weave
of yet another existence.
Fluttering along the breeze of supple strands of life's web until a twitch in the framework and karma sends us hurtling like a molten cannonball through icy space to slam smack-dab into the weave of yet another existence. |
Devious Comments
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Redemption,
I seek it.
Retribution,
I am it.
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"You might, rabbit, you might."
~info-desk *poetic-forms
The lighter, visual side of pamelaski *druideye
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