30 Oct Totem 92
Posted at 18:19h
in Totem Series
Snow is white,
they say.
Yet what is told
and what is real,
are different things.
What is known
from what is told,
is like dreaming.
If you try to awake,
the trying gets
in the way.
So Instead
I see the flake
of snow
on my
sleeve.
Melt.