were you down that road
slipping by before dawn
the clouds
made a perfectly smooth scar
your joy, tether let
all the way out,
snuffling the seam
of road and field?
aug 17, 12
1 comment:
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said...
beautiful. so much longing, unusual like the hesitant feeling of describing a morning foray
1 comment:
beautiful. so much longing, unusual like the hesitant feeling of describing a morning foray
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