Fat shadows hulk across the afternoon.
Frilly lines flounce in the sun.
My sweat is sick,
and change eludes me
Who are these shadow people
dragging across the hours?
Fat shadows hulk across the afternoon.
Frilly lines flounce in the sun.
My sweat is sick,
and change eludes me
Who are these shadow people
dragging across the hours?
Miniature Moon 