Dreams, floaters, peripheral visions, third eye sightings, almost theres, ghosts, cherished illusions, flotsam, table scraps and little dancing particles
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Ode to Leonard
leonard's voice
crawls down my spine
like a deep growl
joyful despairing
paradox
poetry like gravel
on an old dirt road
or a city alley
suzanne
by the river
2 comments:
exactly...
Perfect!
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