aztec astroturf holes
homing holes
in which
to live it
cascading traffic light twinkles
down to hold me
float away
welcome me back welcome back
he it they she some said something
one of them
strumming
beautiful emotions
after the last emotion
has left me
(dry and dying, behind)
Thursday, 12 March 2009
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