Wednesday, 24 August 2011

flap


night’s gown / you’ll lovely

& trees are tresses


wooden sun script

stranger run


nowheres / take the dull dark

tablet wash


your knees / lovers’ known

in this world


is 0 love

to be lost


the space between space

in that world is nothing


absolute love

toy police


folklore

nestle / torturingly


we went where they loved

rattle o’ days


& century

hushaby cage


o o o

o o o o

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