Saturday, January 23, 2016

23 january

putting time into putting in time
stuck inside only the metaphors we
build ourselves and other short story
labyrinth collections spilling into eighties
movies and rockstars and other space
oddities floating in tin can allies as
we wait for the dishes to wash
the salad to toss, and all of the
captains to crunch: icicles away
and the tempests will be frost

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