Metaphorical elegance
Beading up a reality with background music.
Wednesday, May 11, 2011
She ran in circles and around the forest.
Hunted for words in honeycomb.
She tied knots around her bedside
And all of a sudden she felt she was going to lose you.
She started losing her grip on the string
Letting it fall to the floor and shatter the beads.
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