Fireworks

[fillemorte_]

Great ships slit a foot bridge in two, against the midnight sky, a crescent moon. Alien pods release into the heavens, a trail of gold blossoms, wilting as soon as their birth, then a cosmic bloom of red, green and yellow. A state of perpetual hysteria imprisons the atmosphere in a corsage of amber blooms. Mouths agape beneath the canopy,

Comments

[saurons_truss]

I see it.

[xandercorp]

Quel suprise . . . I come back to lj for the first time in months, and the first post I see is you.