Monday 2 March 2015

Eye Can't Wait...

The zebra has taken over. It consumes me.
If I were a certain dog in a certain story I would tear him to shreds.
But I can't.


Instead, I work toward a finish. I keep adding stitches.
Hours pass.



Soon.
Soon the zebra will allow the flames to settle down.
Until the next idea brightens the embers and the fire rages again.

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