Such a strange thing.
Single notes from a musicbox
Shifting backgrounds
gold-green-blue
and the familiar taste of copper.
What is it that makes time
thick and gooey
pressing against the eyes
muffling the senses?
A strange joke
and the wool is ripped away.
There stands the naked sheep.
Beware The Naked Sheep
Too much reality is not good for humans. They digress. Good write. Enjoyed tremendously. - slc