Thursday, October 23, 2008

End Wave. pg 4. Skin.

Green. Amber. Then Green. Then Amber. And the monotonous kaleidoscope rotated. In the xerosis crack of the AM murk the hum would hush. The tombs behind their homes would sleep again. But the sleep was not the same. The sleep was changing. The hum was changing. Everything was changing.

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