Saturday, February 14, 2015

The w"hole" feeling*


The w"hole" feeling*

The field is so barren, so desolate and free
Only tall grasses are here not even a tree
Flat seems forever this is all in the surround
The only thing that can be seen is a few clouds I have found
Drifting closer I note something is about to begin
Yes it comes and touches me, the hole in the wind

Dom*Colucci © 2015

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