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water in the fields. the wind pours down.
heavens it's tasty, and expeditious.
Thursday, December 21, 2006
tiny dancer
quick poem
damasked clay: each
fingerprint by
each fingerprint--
the imprint of excess.
molecule by molecule
and each so tiny and differing
letter by letter.
syllable by sybilant.
small-marrowed tiny dancer,
hold me.
is everyone here drunk but me?
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