White Dog Night

White

dog

sniffing

night air scents

watching winged shadows

flying across constellations

screams piercing through silent films of darkness played on full

moon screens tattooed “ARGH!”  as the organist leans into a Vincent Price opening chord

 

For dverse poets form for all mathematical series

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9 thoughts on “White Dog Night

  1. ha. that is one of those sounds that you know right away…like the opning of star wars…the fanfare…and def a VP piece…i like how you set the scene for us and unveil or flip there in the end….

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