29 December 2007
Bulb heads!
A night bulb flickers to a goodnight refuge Cornered and gold Hair strands shine beauty with brilliance Rolling computer chair Singing old tunes, listening to throat strain and eager music crack - alone. Fascinations of light and sound too merge. Lines of rays travel across eons to eyes. Huge shadows, simple laughter.
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