Sunday, March 9, 2014

Park on sunday.

Oblivion. 
I chose oblivion. 
Earth shattering, conscious. 
clockwork in an erratic retrograde. 
The tragic dissipation of cosmic fabric.

Movement slurred,
The distance; impossible.
Light never reaches. Dark skies. 
Heat death in the somber afternoon. 
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