Feb 2010
I have written nothing
sketched a rough outline of your face
a sombre detuning of
sense and sensibility
strewn upon the page over miles
mulled and vivisected
these the entropic shards
of self
sketched a rough outline of your face
a sombre detuning of
sense and sensibility
strewn upon the page over miles
mulled and vivisected
these the entropic shards
of self
