at home, november,
trailing rain, floods
the field,
damp horse droops,
dark, shiny, mud
splattered.
we walk, talk to the roofer,
jen on her bike, slimmer.
we draw, as film negative,
to replace the drawings
lost in post.
resite.
sbm
Nov 2, 2013
Nov 2, 2013 at 2:42 AM UTC
at home, november,
trailing rain, floods
the field,
damp horse droops,
dark, shiny, mud
splattered.
we walk, talk to the roofer,
jen on her bike, slimmer.
we draw, as film negative,
to replace the drawings
lost in post.
resite.
sbm
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