I have a pocket - full of words - sometimes - I lose letters - through the holes - in my pants
Saturday, March 12, 2011
This morning after - A poem for Japan
Bitter, good coffee enjoyed this morning - after others sit cold - unsure this morning - after warm thoughts cupped - offered up this morning - after for you, me - greatly affected before - this morning sip the good enjoy this morning after
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