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Thursday, January 1, 2009

Love sonnet to Time

Tread only on silent memories;

the fish is out of water.

In the back seat of a car

a lullaby is whispered.

An abacus counts in a 

bedroom. One after

one. Click.

A consciousness of many;

tangled feet on desert 

paths.

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