Saturday, March 06, 2010

bottle murmurs

Once upon a time, in the corner of my room, a juice bottle was telling stories to the badam milk bottle. The rocks overheard it and told it to the lampshade. Lampshade to the bulb, and the bulb to the light and the light to the dark...and it passed on.





2 comments:

wasted said...

I really liked the way you linked your physical & mental imagery...

Bitter God said...

looks very nice...