touche
Claws held up en-garde
a scorpion glares at me
from my own wood-pile
posted by zenkat at 2:28 PM
seventeen syllables / is all you can cram into / such a tiny screen
Claws held up en-garde
a scorpion glares at me
from my own wood-pile
posted by zenkat at 2:28 PM
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