"where were you?" i was the cooly over of mouth–the wind–
that beneath which chants of ***
incessantly
the world
in pink creases of easy Spring.
makes me to lay down
in waters of thistle
and hollyhock
the crude and sinuous
vehicle of sing.
Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 9:57 PM UTC
"where were you?" i was the cooly over of mouth–the wind–
that beneath which chants of ***
incessantly
the world
in pink creases of easy Spring.
makes me to lay down
in waters of thistle
and hollyhock
the crude and sinuous
vehicle of sing.
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