sleeping in sanctuary
"There’s no such thing as autobiography, there’s only art and lies"
Thursday, June 07, 2007
Moments of the South come to me
like soft rain falling on leaves.
Curtains of rhapsodies and
a choir of moaning droplets
Hiding sharpened points beneath;
an veritable arboreal punji array.
(June 7, 2007)
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