Tuesday, April 09, 2013

2.706 : 4/9/07 : Writ Down Under

Ephemeral as
frost
exposed to the sun;
lost
the dream
almost all
unremembered
still exerts a call
beheld my heart
staked on a stick
so much for tough
for being a dick
a harder way
has been writ down
under my furrowed brow
and frown
requires I smooth
my face, exhale
and slip resolved
beneath the veil

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