Monday, March 24, 2014

Squirreless road

Timeless memory
From glitches

Always think of a
squirrel
running
climbing
yet
the auburn fur
lays aside
the cars
running faster
than ever
as a sideways
glance
griefs
over
a puffy tail
raising
to heaven
caressed
by a tiny
wind
that might
take
a silent giggle
to the tallest tree
sleep
of acorns
giving birth
to golden
shinny
brown new leafs 

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