Snug in six refrains
a tottering walk
stalking the soul
on a graphite tightrope
posted by name of the rose at 6:31 p.m.
soak the edge
The inside of thought is where everything teems and stirs with a thousand cracks is where the water meets the shore like threads pulled taut that soak the edge
Thursday, August 26, 2004
stalking the soul
on a graphite tightrope
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