sAyingsometHing

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2 Jul 2007

from THE DAYLIGHT SECTIONS (92)

what if winter
smokes the sole grave
with nobody listening

I think it's dark
I think you have abundant
majesty to place

in park I know
your habitat and it is mine
some slow pores

invince and vines are treble
once we hear them
vines climb young

to wit our center
is emerging
watch

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