Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Unbound




merely  i-
in the torrid sky of delusion

the calmness of Moon,
and the brightness of sun
both count, the tickle of a clock

like a tarnished pendulum-
prisoned








3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Wow!!!

Boundless expression of a word-smith's buoyancy.

Anonymous said...

Like a tarnished pendulum ;)

Anonymous said...

Complexity vs Simplicity. Postmodernism!!!

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