May 2010
This ink is dry
with wetness
on a sunny fall afternoon
when we made a change
since we were told
of the coming that wasn't
and the going that isn't
so our feeling is
like a cotton sweater.
with wetness
on a sunny fall afternoon
when we made a change
since we were told
of the coming that wasn't
and the going that isn't
so our feeling is
like a cotton sweater.
Free poem by Chris Everson - 2002
