Thursday, March 19, 2015

Dwells in the land, from "Traces to nowhere," episode 1

Hunting in the land of
slow burns we found
a dark room, blind pulled.

Are you sure the limit dwells there?
The reaches of a robe, subdued grounds.

To disturb the confidentiality, the reaction
off a silver arrow, patient in its story.

Sorry to disturb this.
I understand the question now.

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