Either you are sorting it out, or you are full of it.

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Epigram #9

Ask me what I am. Ask me.

I’ll say I am the shadow that carries.

I carry images that could be, but are not,

Reflections, quiet creatures,

Held high above a city that never ends.

posted by ferret at 3:02 pm  

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