asklepiades (asklepiades) wrote,
asklepiades
asklepiades

Grass slopes down and
white pillars rise.

A sleepy hand upon the snakey shod shoots

up,

up and fades out. A white mist high above and far below; in between
crisp greens and mulch browns,
well-worn paths.




far below, the sea.
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