OOMs 👉
{For last week, when there was a birthday 🙃}

Fur of ignorance flits up from between dry grass blades, fanning out from the roots of a tree, its leaves replaced by clustered armies of black wedge-shaped insect. All their sound together makes a single harmonised whistle swaying into the upper atmosphere, crumbling nimbus clouds to decrepit rags like bunched candle smoke, scudding along the dirt and waterless weeds, skipping fearfully over the fur of ignorance.

#writtenoom 2024/08/21