Saturday, March 19, 2011

∞.5b The Moon is for Dreamers

A triangle of lumpen life in a green meadow dusted with pale flowers and surrounded on three sides by the listening woods.
The moon has feelings too and she tugs at your heart like a nagging doubt.
But the affairs of these pseudo-men hold not yet enough water for her tug to inspire a reaction.
So it is you and your yellow eyes who must continue to bathe in the stress of her regard.





3 comments:

Tom said...

mmm.
great wordage,
and super picture choice

Pisces Iscariot said...

Fanx Tom :)

Confessions of a Temporal Lobe said...

I want to be the cat on the branch in the picture.

The tug of the moon indeed.

WV: lered. lmao.