Thursday, April 5, 2007

[fly fly-by-nite and...]


fly fly-by-nite and
beautiful — his gathers
have adhere

a dear to you and here
to me — to touch
when these were on.



So slowly won't wait, but hush will
Falling won't stretch, but watch will
Splinter won't hedge, but flora will
These see-songs won't move, but light will
Won't will. Trill will.

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