the painstaking today
poems
Wednesday, September 07, 2011
lamplight
white light and temporal trashbag decay
standing, sitting, black hole approaching
oxygen trough the boundary wall
dividing night from day with a gravity smash
dusted concrete. if you don't want to say it, don't
No comments:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment