Wednesday, February 8, 2017
Snake Dance Comments
Rating: ★3.5
Silence was so loud―
a pain ago, would you
resume me now,
between a scion and stock.
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8/20/2025 11:46:54 PM # 1.0.0
A scorpion carries death at its furthest reaches, uplifted as if special. An armored posture in a barren land. Sand. That's all there is. Shifting. And ships that crest and descend. Crest and descend. Heading for the far shore. The point above the scorpion's head assumes a direction forward.