Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Willows Windows

I found a window. It unlocked a door. Behind the door there’s a chair.
The chair holds the key. With the key I can unlock the sun. Behind the sun is a void. In the void you find emptiness. In the Emptiness eternal strangers wave. Dance fools upon clouds. Silver lining clouds draining rain. Soaking us under willows in the wind. Winds closing windows.

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