Monday, April 19, 2010

fragments of thoughts

Her snores sound
like his mumbles from
a far.

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Copper,
scare me away
like the star
does.

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they'll come
might they linger?
they tease
will they hither?
then "poof"
ay! they came
but they went
and left nine lines
with letters.

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