Raw Poem Post 12
11/28/05 12:58 AM
Unfinished Prose Poem
Created for those who can’t see without blinking, the mansion has flesh-like walls that expand and contract when it breathes. Tiny white hairs grow in the cracks of the stone floors. The eastern slope is lit by orbs that appear and disappear without explanation.
Unfinished Prose Poem
Created for those who can’t see without blinking, the mansion has flesh-like walls that expand and contract when it breathes. Tiny white hairs grow in the cracks of the stone floors. The eastern slope is lit by orbs that appear and disappear without explanation.
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