October 2010
1 post
A Somewhat Impetuous Owl
Watching this sterile landscape, an owl reveals himself in my backyard. His darkness reminds me of nothing, So I’ll drink some green tea. He fears that he may just drive himself mad. The same feeling as if your feet escaped from what the blanket could offer. As he stares into the vacantness of his contemplation, He brashly executes his master plan. With great force the owl dives and...