Sunday, 16 January 2011

C-type and lumingrams

Years of fiddling with drifting chemicals, light and chance.
Siphoning forms round egg and chairs into organic leaks.
Shaping shape-shifters into solid shadows.
Elemental shadows with infinite indefinites.
Scuffing against the threshold of promised space.
Whispering on the edges of a smoking curl and a fern's furl.
In black and white,
All the colours of the night.

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