Tuesday, January 19, 2010

A pulse of warmth, a sweet certain absolute comfort that surrounds u in th cold under the covers, a pulsing energy that wears u like a shirt

Shedding a spray of green phosphorescent molecules. Watching a whirling crescendo of emotions explode in the silence

Where's the breeze coming from? I'm throwing up a sail
A flash of blurred crimson. A cape shuddering w/dust, flared nostrils & explosive fury. An elegant crisp snap of color & the bull passes
The ellipsis like a trail of breadcrumbs & I'm a hungry sparrow