Green cornfed lake,
clouds arrayed around their sunny lord,
bitably ripe and designated red,
hissing subterranean flame-spring,
useless incomplete assembly.
Saturday, August 21, 2010
Ineluctable
Posted by Kould bE aNyone 0 comments
at 8:16 PM Labels: near-journal, semi-poem, semi-poetry, short
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