Along the smooth path powdered with dust, Beneath the bluish shadows of the evergreen. Where is the thing that I lost? Toppled crags and boulders grow in clusters, guard the way. Clamber over, run away, Each tread sprays yellow moss. How many ants have marched this day? Spears of light pierce the woods The stones…
Tag: word-poetry
How Radiohead Makes Me Feel
Ayoo, ayoo ayoo wehhhhhhhhh. Ayoo, ayoo ayoo wehhhhhoohh. ”””o ”””””””””o ””””””””””””””””0 Ayaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa N N N N N N N N N Infrastructure will collapse. N N N N N N N N N Forget about your house of cards. OoOoOoOoOoOoOoo UUUuuummmMMM bum bah bum bah bmbm bah {drumroll} [ambience”””] “””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””””” “””””””””””””””””” “”””””””””” “””””p