Rotation -
They circumnavigate the lamp shade, those flies.
In no particular order.
Frantic with the non-verbal dialogue:
“What are we supposed to be doing?
“I don’t know, just fly... or something”
They circumnavigate material things, those humans.
In no particular order.
Frantic with the non-verbal dialogue:
“What are we supposed to be doing?
“I don’t know, just get things... or something”
Another Poem...
Re: Another Poem...
Ha, I like it. Nice one Nuance.
Do the yellow-rose petals
tremble and fall
at the rapid's roar?
- Basho
tremble and fall
at the rapid's roar?
- Basho
