Persistence
Apr. 3rd, 2012 07:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
summer_jackelSnout, says she.
I am busy and you ought to go away.
Says she, I can rebut, for I
am leggy, dark of eye and coat, and so alive;
a hound-pup four month's shy to yearling, and
this day will never come again. Can't you smell
the rain come softly down in wet forest, don't you
want to run
and won't death come to all of us?
We walk.
I am busy and you ought to go away.
Says she, I can rebut, for I
am leggy, dark of eye and coat, and so alive;
a hound-pup four month's shy to yearling, and
this day will never come again. Can't you smell
the rain come softly down in wet forest, don't you
want to run
and won't death come to all of us?
We walk.
