Pages tagged with Slope
So, I observe a star that blinks,
waits solid for a soul to answer,
...............................................
A rider travels at night on his motorcycle.
I wait; in a mystified rhythm,
knowing that it may be an end,
solving my rejoiced algorithm,
and solitude's relentless bend.
A thousand cubic ways to stay inviolable
unlighted sister Stygian, on solid torque,
a miss is partial to weak, a warrior to fable,
upon a slope of Winter ice, on Devil's fork.
