The leaping shadows
Pirouette
'Round me, carving
Sinister
Shapes
With their spears for toes.
YOU ARE READING
rain.
PoetryThoughts. Poems. Rain. They all can tap, patter, or slam at your brain. The difference is, Thoughts will drive you insane.
shadows.
The leaping shadows
Pirouette
'Round me, carving
Sinister
Shapes
With their spears for toes.