sleeping in sanctuary
"There’s no such thing as autobiography, there’s only art and lies"
Friday, July 08, 2011
summer
the tang of sour cream
on ripe black figs
play nicely with oolong's
bitter then sweet visit
on the tongue, in the nose
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