A Touch of This, A Smidge of That

Today, I did the dance across the disciplines, as is oft my way.

I touched the pixels, and shuffled them across the electronic voids—

I grabbled with invisible wires and patterns and caught them in a mesh of zeros and ones

And I won the day, in a way.

Avoiding the black snake that shuffled through wintry leaves, crisp from the warm spring air.

Amidst it all, words were written, thoughts were smudged across the canvas of the mind like chips of charcoal,

And ravens flew from cages and the ice floes flowed and forms took shape.


Until next time, I bid you, dear reader, adieu. ;)

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