Today exists napping in a song.
Monday, March 25, 2013
Poem: Darkened Bow
Sincerity lost,
Drowned lens,
Two ducks,
Strolling...strutting,
Now dead.
Very wild if you ask me.
Don't ask, don't tell!
What's the use?
When darkened
Bow
Is. The sincerity.
Lost.
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