Essence Of Mallory
Photo by Gamaliel Masters
my eyes are mazed into miracle wondering & tracking the sweep of these days the grain of them nell in the tall grasses gracing them blond laugh burbling between the everywhere of birds gabbling after ducks reaching high to gasp the flight of damselflies decapitating the elven-topped clover peeking into daisy surprise -- every one bursting its sunshiver center "my eyes are all gone" she said |
