Friday, April 25, 2008
Friday, April 18, 2008
...i stepped in, walking on my six legs, my feelers guiding me...and there was an army i was leading, and there was an army ahead of me, competing...a radiant battlefield, ominous timely thunders; with dust inking us, lints of pain cutting through us; we moved as i moved...ahead, turning left, and then right and forward again...they were cautious, i was brazen, persistent....
...and then, i fell an unending fall...i saw behind me - there were none, i saw ahead - there were none...there was me, and me and my falling selves in infinite morphologies...in constant movement captured by reflected stillness...yes, there were mirrors...reflected shadows spangled bejeweled deaths.
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