duskwatcher: FLAKES

FLAKES

They fall.

Mute.

White.

Endless.

Relentless.

Obliterating every other color.

Covering every other thing.

Choking the very air.

And I wonder:

Will they ever finish scraping the paint off our office building's walls?

# posted by vince : 5:27 PM

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