Honestly, I'm a Liar, & Other Balances & Imbalances

November 22, 2009

more gobbledeegook on the miracle

Filed under: poetry — Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , — namelessneed @ 11:35 am

Here’s a gold pen

Hope it lies open

Hope it lies openly

And when what lies beneath

Surely is.


And one (And all) will know more, bequeathed

What surely is.


explore then expose then espouse/pungent scents  of../off on tangent hints of../resurgent urgent urges of


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