Sooth say
A heavy stone skimming across a mill-pond. The sound of half a duck quacking.
Monday, December 31, 2012
Go on, ask me
Ask me what a poem means:
I will tell you who I am
And how I got lost on the way to words
To find myself knee deep in a field of pictures.
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