in light n' mental fog
sticks n' stones,
I gotta mirror o' blood!
friction. fragility,
an adamant sword's got me.
all's fair in love and war,
unfair in dissolution and art.
an intricate mind's an issue indeed
solved by a simple heart.
I know you are, but what am I?
I gotta toddler's shield.
silt, serenity, syllables:
from sandy letters appeared.
a mist hangs over the mountain,
a fog lies under the bridge.
friction. fragility. sticks n' stones,
it's words that draw me near.
Written by
@d-pend
4/29/18
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Photos by
Brian Wolfe
.1 — "Soothing Gloom"
2 — "Earth is a Temple"
3 — "Forest of Fog"
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