The Sandbox By J. M. Zonis
Build castles within my borders A glorious palace, a city, a nation Mold me however you like Exert your imagination Then sift my land through your merciless fingers Cheerfully godlike in its ruin Reveling in power as each turret falls Squelching the debris between your toes As you leave you take part of it with you A part of me, settled within your shoes Bitterly coarse, rough to the skin A small price to pay for play
Reno Casanova · Sun May 25, 2008 @ 01:29am · 0 Comments |