Thursday, February 5, 2015

The Chill

Poetry's bones
now located

seeds burst
dropping
from stars
just as
he said
they would

not far
from the shore
crashing along
as usual

we are
to lie
about it
to play
the game

who you are
but not
entirely

does it matter
now
whichever
way planted
painted

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