chopready
Poems by the Author
Wednesday, June 02, 2010
Callous Memory
Barefoot all summer
Never broke a record
Hanging then dropping
Lowest branch up
Sharper ground waits
Quickly sitting down
Picking stuck pieces
A slow three steps
Then running to dusk
JM
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