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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