embrace the quiet
of the plains
where light in the evening
might be marked with a moment
of many nights awaited
I am often reminded of the
heaps of once I tried to draw
I have not swept thoughtlessly
but threw away a dusty dire
for which door I could not guess
I don't stay long for
such a coming back place.
Monday, January 18, 2010
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