the 8th wonder

someone here now, wipes little
golden stares away
rips flowers from a resting place
works well world over with commas
and parenthesis
you wrap around me: words
like comatose, thought comes
syrup-free gets lost in you
and wonders how, wonders where, wonders...

2003-11-19 | 1:46 p.m.
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