Wednesday, October 1, 2008

light 3. thoroughfares

Water sound, in and out
Water falling from the clouds

Water sounds

The thoroughfares are all washed out
As water slides along the ground

Eroding beauty, eroding causality

There is no other way, you are fragile clay
Despite what they say the tides are shaping you.

1 comment:

Malkuth said...

Pretty straightforward.