Feelings ebb away
Bleeding out, a patina
Of sympathy left.
Bleeding out, a patina
Of sympathy left.
Sunday, September 14, 2008
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An experiment, to see if I am capable of writing one poem a day for an entire year. Readers are welcome to comment on the work, or post their own work in response.
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