The sea is a garden
Poetry. Works in progress.
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Twice you asked, twice you know
she
flutters
being alone
suits her
in notes
secrets related
she sings
daily
it's
okay
I kept count
for a while
now
I don't know
the seasons for
this broken bird
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