Standard Posted by LMelecio Posted on 31/07/2014 Posted under Poems Comments Leave a comment Length It starts to make sense after awhile. The pattern seems to be apparent. Across the in between. In from nothing. Porous planes of view scatter lines. Of mercury rain in paradise. Advertisements Share this:TwitterFacebookGoogleLike this:Like Loading... Related AbstractImageryPoemPoetry Post navigation ← In the beginning there was a start. Time → Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email.