Tuesday

Why is it the someone else always tells our story? Bloody unfair is that but nevertheless based upon solid fact! The earth however IS majorly flat in places...(know it, done it got the tee shirt and had it stolen)...I like the idea of a borrowed sky and a deaf sun. Some wonderful images you have snap-shotted here and this poem has that spidery eerie feeling to it...a tingle time just before the arrival of Tuesday.

~Flash~