Listening for the words in a quiet corner of the night. The fiction, poetry, and photography of Jason Evans.
Friday, October 28, 2011
Celestial Yee-Haw
up close they rip with punishing speed faraway they drift at a sleepy crawl ancient orbits known only to primordial ice looping in the empty dark yip yip yip plenty of seats at the comet rodeo
ripping!
ReplyDeleteAloha from Honolulu
Comfort Spiral
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...plenty of seats at the comet rodeo!!!
ReplyDeleteCloudia, ha. :)
ReplyDeleteLee, lots and lots of room out there.