scheme #64 Pollock’s Nature

Posted on October 22, 2011 | Leave a comment

Pitter Patter
Splat like Pollock
Become puddles, forming bubbles
Oxygen, lost.

Needles stream and crash into granite
Keeping time of every minute.
Once a slow waltz, now a tap dance.

Pitter patter
Pitter patter
Pitter
Splatter
Oh, it’s over!
Drip.

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