Monday, April 12, 2004

back to tides,
which leave us drained
(a kitty won't die)
an enviable war zone
rendered plausible
for satisfaction
arming mist
joining terrible weather
to throng report
no one remembers
ended dad
cat's on stairs
we know stairs
earth is a pronoun
escape velocity
hasn't reached us
what would Jung say
over and out

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