01-10-2011, 06:26 PM
A disarray of paperbacks.
Bunk beds piled with debris.
Carpet scattered like the steps
Down which new brides descend.
I reside in this narrow landscape.
Bunk beds piled with debris.
Carpet scattered like the steps
Down which new brides descend.
I reside in this narrow landscape.
"We believe that we invent symbols. The truth is that they invent us; we are their creatures, shaped by their hard, defining edges." - Gene Wolfe