Rainbow patter along the
cobweb gardens
dreamgoblins
gobbling all the lights up
Cobblestone in silver
moonsheen
grapes are going leaves are turning
Still I miss you nightmare maker
there is anxious violence
to my missing
October grows colder
and we have no excuse
to meet
ever
What’re you gonna be?
does it require a mask?
About the Creator
Rob Angeli
sunt lacrimae rerum et mentem mortalia tangunt
There are tears of things, and mortal objects touch the mind.
-Virgil Aeneid I.462
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