POEM A DAY 2012
seven poems, seven days, seventh month
Sunday, January 8, 2012
starling, starling
if I see you
between the grass
I don't say anything
to feel the sky
and piss it off
I'd give my ghost
because we could
find jealous ways
to ignore everything
from modern fields
and dusty trains
we built a world
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