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Nov 2013
on the day our eyes match the colour of a hedgehog-sky
released into the ether, will be.. 100 balloons waiting to pop

when these balloons have floated and decide to come down
that's the crucial-time when you'll grow aware of what is to be


:)

the mood of two rainbows will melt into liquid-crayola invertase-lakes
while we find so many nectar-filled spots to sate our hungered-bods

and I'll take that open-honey in me and feed you from my mouth
as you reach forward so easily and make me pliant to your will




S T - 29 nov 13
hectic-times.. yet.. the bees buzz on and flowers blossom.. while that sky still hangs there.. ever goodly.. devoted sun still strikes warmth.. joints may creak, but the right-lines crease..



sub-entry: oh myyyy....

red swan at season-end
where wrinkles are set
on
smiles in no arrears


oh myyyy... you drive me mad
there's little I won't do......


pop.. pop!
st64
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