Monday, 13 January 2014

Mindful Writing 13 - 3:15 in the afternoon

The circle is squared; thick

brown rectangular trapping

static lines. The red line

pauses; an

eternity for each second. 

Parallel bars lined in thick

black ink rest on the number

three. The meaning crushed 

beneath the weight

of waiting

Straight lines;

seldom straight forward.

Photo credit: Darnok

This is part of the small stones writing challenge