He peels an azure rind
sure to find click-clack gears clocking
tin-men's timid-toed steps
But these clouds conceal gut-
taut strings rain drops plink, teasing out
hours of palsy-foot jigs
Jul 3, 2010
Jul 3, 2010 at 9:12 AM UTC
He peels an azure rind
sure to find click-clack gears clocking
tin-men's timid-toed steps
But these clouds conceal gut-
taut strings rain drops plink, teasing out
hours of palsy-foot jigs
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