Frazz by Jef Mallett for December 25, 2011
December 24, 2011
December 26, 2011
Transcript:
O silent night, o blue new moon, o yet unrisen sun, a symphony of nothingness; The perfect solo run. The stars that flood the sky with light that doesn't reach the ground, a million footfalls in the snow that fail to make a sound. The icy patch, the pirouette the face plant on the lawn, the snow angel that also softly disappears by dawn.
Where’s Caulfield?