The doggie gets a piece of meat: One.
All I could give him just then.
Puppy loved it, like me; like Lord!
How could I?
Leave him in the lurch?
Hungry, wanting, the taste in his mouth:
Knowing just what it is like,
This morning.
Rose up
The sun,
Here, today:
Shined my eyes into tears.
Clouded, the vision:
The reason
I came here -
To say,
"Hello."
And transfer
The hour.
Right now.
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Thursday, February 7, 2008
So. Anyway. Well.
Have we met?
Have I made Your aquaintance, yet?
Sugar.
Your pearly whites.
A doe, a dove;
So far above.
I reach out.
Shout. Yell, Scream.
At the scene I see
Before.
OK.
Me.
Have I made Your aquaintance, yet?
Sugar.
Your pearly whites.
A doe, a dove;
So far above.
I reach out.
Shout. Yell, Scream.
At the scene I see
Before.
OK.
Me.
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