Aggravating Expectancy

Our inventions split their cocoons, and the whir of wings was deafening...

Saturday, February 20, 2010

In the air we breathe,
the fading voices, embers,
burn quietly dim.
the tourniquet came loose at 1:39:00 AM
Circuit: Sharpening

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