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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 3819 Registered: 11-1998 |
Honorable Mention Time’s Edifice Suzanne Gargoyles deceive. Sharp fangs screen mossy hollows etched by rain, brief pause in a restless journey. Women paint their dreams red around clay walls, then let night add slowly spinning star streams: white lace. He strokes the worn down sill. Dust on the panes reveals other fingers, Rosetta stone of time. Castles, born stochastic, collapse to sand. Hours follow tide, fragile turets hatch anew. |
