MAJOR
WOODS
It's a forest, not a guy.
It wanders through the civilized
world, remembering us; and it is
far more real than ever we are. All
things that exist walk through it -
the purloined eyelash of Reality's
vision, the purview of new eyes and
the long view of five hundred years in
day. I can take it. I can walk forever.
No comments:
Post a Comment