Monday, May 23, 2005
hidden
in front of the sky, in front of the clouds / in front of the light, in front of the shrouds/ i see the mystic clarity / the reflection of the hidden sea
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A chaotic collection of writing exercises.
scattered starz paint twilight all over the place
including those laugh lines on your face.
but copyright will always remain loyal
to the writers who brought the words to a boil.
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