Jan 2015
What would the world be without love?**
Completely at sea;
a crooked oval in the middle of the air;
crazy and silly with fear;
a
tiny
swollen
wound.
Completely at sea;
a crooked oval in the middle of the air;
crazy and silly with fear;
a
tiny
swollen
wound.
Found Poem. My Friend Flicka.
(Here, There, Everywhere)
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