Chapter 27

poem by: Stone Fox
Written on Aug 01, 2018

Seated beneath the shade while engaged in a pleasant conversation, he gazed fixedly on the horizon. 

“So strange. This distance, can it truly be real?”
He suddenly exclaimed in a bellow more so to himself. 

The scenery seemed to be made from coils of a snake, forming a bridge made only for trolls.
But this description shied away from any spotlight retreating into the the depths of the dark.

But hide and seek has always been a favorite game of mine, 
and I desire close up entrances wearing nothing but your firearm.

 

Tags: Abstract, Imagery, Riddle, Metaphor, Weird, Deep,

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James Notley commented on Jun 22, 2020 at 5:37am
O.K. chapter 27....chapter of a book? bankruptcy? no, but there is strange activity happening beneath the shade,hide and seek appears to be a laid back game....but i like the introduction of the firearm at the end....write on

 

 

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