& ink. Delicious trio. I've never been one to favor squid ink. Are you? For me gestures in black ink inspire. Much like a favorite wooden spoon darkened by use stirring a favorite stew. Or those black rimmed appetizer-sized plates.
while driving through the cactus one of the mother rages across the road one of the father skims the rising heat the ancestors pour across the pavement waving hullo don't follow us they shout we are burning burning like the slim dry sticks
while driving through the cactus one of the mother
ReplyDeleterages across the road
one of the father skims the rising heat
the ancestors pour across the pavement waving hullo
don't follow us they shout
we are burning
burning like the slim dry sticks