cresto phango!


just thought i would write something about its presence

2003-09-26, 10:10 p.m.

autumn came like a robber in the night this year. it left no foot marks in the soggy ground, and its breaths will ehtereal, like a demigod who has entered the infitite meditation upon the steps of heaven. when the sun peaked into the leaves, it was camaflouged, for the leaves were burning just as bright.