Sooth say
A heavy stone skimming across a mill-pond. The sound of half a duck quacking.
Sunday, August 02, 2009
In the final time
In the countdown
When the lines are read
Sentences
Look out for falling rocks
In the darkness
In the grip of fear
Did I place my feet on
Intersections
And one way streets
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