whatever is rattling around my brain that makes it out my fingers. may contain bad poetry, decent photographs (all mine unless otherwise noted, and therefore copyrighted), yoga rants, and general silliness.
Friday, July 8, 2011
summer
the snakes of summer are upon us.
beware the teeth of heat,
listen for the rattle of triple digits.
catch the sun
coiled on skin
scaled with sweat.
Serpentine.
ReplyDeletehttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fT_KF7WmXtw
ReplyDeleteSnake drive!
kirk-ah, alliteration!
ReplyDeleteokatb-gotta love r.l.
Sinuous sidewinder spiraled in the summer squall? Sorry. Kirk made me do it.
ReplyDeletelm-oh no, you don't! can't shuffle off the responsibility for that onto kirk!
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