Saturday, June 09, 2018

 

Snow Globe



The shaking of it must be just right.


Thus you’ll see the snowman and
diminutive cottage aswim in softest white.


One man reflexively agitates to larger,
darker flakes.


Dark red glow under as, soon enough, the cottage catches fire, snowman melts.


Then all so black, the man drops the sooty globe, but can’t escape the blackness everywhere it rolls and rolls!


Becomes so liquid dark all around him that he hides. No use--ever again.
 
Choice consists only of befriending
the dark now.

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