Who are we then?
Nice poem. We are a damn mystery.
Ooh, I love this one. The question about the "sap of strangeness," the image of the knobs turning in the darkness, the song, and the scent of rosemary suddenly changing us. Love it.
Nice poem. We are a damn mystery.
Ooh, I love this one. The question about the "sap of strangeness," the image of the knobs turning in the darkness, the song, and the scent of rosemary suddenly changing us. Love it.