The Fickle Future
by The Walrus
Posted: Wednesday, November 19, 2003 Word Count: 49 |
A tantalising glimpse of its hind leg
As it bolts into the grove’s density.
The glint of its midnight eye
Reflected by the luminescent sky.
The scraps of its fur caught in my fist
As it once again slips from my grip.
Always,
One step behind
The elusive beast.
As it bolts into the grove’s density.
The glint of its midnight eye
Reflected by the luminescent sky.
The scraps of its fur caught in my fist
As it once again slips from my grip.
Always,
One step behind
The elusive beast.