Unordered Tales

By thom_austin

By thom_austin on Wed, 15 Sep 2004

parallax The child's eye seizes the power Of simple paint, draws a stroke Of naive blue over girded tower Fading to grey from thumb-smudged chalk...

By thom_austin on Wed, 15 Sep 2004

Late for school as usual Alamin, Why? OK! Then sit In the corner and not a word Write a poem about the disaster Film you obviously saw last night...