whatever is on my mind: questions of faith, problematic emotions, meditations on trees/sky/geese, intriguing ideas, books and stories and shows, conversations and quarrels, people and places
Thursday, October 27, 2011
For K.
Phone fragments (135/160)
form our friendship now
Words so freighted a decades memories
hang from a bright screen
small as my palm A pocket stone
sings days gone by
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