Of course, how else can the button be realized.
Since it's close to Halloween, we probably should mention spiders, too. Threads and webs. Words caught in the sentence. Silence snagged by a line break.
And that's exactly the feeling a carrot has for the knife. Or the field greens for a colander.
scary foundlings all couched in searing light
ReplyDeletedecant the falling arrogance in midnight shoals
as under a figure digs the darkness its own hole
tie back the history, the curtain into memory
all you who doubted I'd get caught, caught again