Bugging Me
Antagonistic beetle, shelled by whispers,
sees himself in a world collapsing,
even in that tiny body, perspective is king,
no matter what the nearby giants are doing,
sleeping or screaming, disaster is a must.
A collection of original poems and photos. I believe that art comes out of humility. Herein lies my crash course of the said matter.
Monday, June 1, 2009
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