Friday, February 26, 2010

icicles in the snow like the clawprints of some great winged beast hiding just outside the circle of light waiting in shadows for me to stop moving to slow down to make that one fatal mistake of letting down my guard closing my eyes and letting the darkness in. but I'm standing still and staring at the ground for you see I'm bigger than that giant I flipped the switch.

No comments:

Post a Comment