the gloaming
(blog entry)
she
does not like poetry
but i write her poems just the same
she says they seem to be
the rambled babblings of the insane
and trees of wood would bend her name
out of outstretched arms upon the heaven's frame
and how shall we spend the sunl... read more
does not like poetry
but i write her poems just the same
she says they seem to be
the rambled babblings of the insane
and trees of wood would bend her name
out of outstretched arms upon the heaven's frame
and how shall we spend the sunl... read more
blog entry posted Tue, June 24, 2008 - 11:25 PM
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