April 19th: it is finally spring
-- we are sitting at the border
of the tree-branch shadow's longing
to move in time with the wind.
Plain American Language
I cut a sliver/of WC William's finger
and placed it inside/my philosophy...
and placed it inside/my philosophy...
Saturday, April 21, 2007
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