folded wor/d/eck
bases lift
that the sound of pulling heaven down
it
wasnt
spic/ed hell
of
spundrift days
it
was
nt
ma or ct
fall of atlantic
was
purple pulled tendrils
trac/ed
lavender
teak
tiny distance of optimistic toes
was
first thinking
of
flash
flood
face
pedal adripped
pulling
slung low clouds
as
top
down
mountains
that the sounded distance
Thursday, August 28, 2008
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