Sooth say
A heavy stone skimming across a mill-pond. The sound of half a duck quacking.
Thursday, November 25, 2004
Stolen Comfort
Wind-shown, brow-bent
Strident, heaven-sent
Leave the floor
The way it was
Tooth and comb
Slick as a brick.
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