Saturday, September 12, 2015

asks my heart.

narrow 
stinky
why the stuff is so boring
asks my heart

daffodils smile
where the crowdy crunch
find its fag
end 
end is thy world

asks my heart

I know
its with me

a time
a spell 
comes
with another quest of mine

some laden
shallows

I ask instead
lets see


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