Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Prose by Karl

On my drive home today, I composed this. The shadows at 5pm have become noticeably longer. I had to be careful not to distract myself while driving.

Shadows enter adolescence in autumn
Gorging on our melancholy
Winter heralds their maturity and full height
Ruling the land like parasitic phantoms
Only to skulk away as the sun ascends in spring

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