Saturday, August 05, 2006

The August Project

A history of love, in parts

Red leaves and a storm.

The early life without mirrors.

Broken lines in a coast.

Another night gone inland, into rain.

Not in my voice, but in gardens.

Is sky anywhere?

Sympathy and trees, meaningless, half-seen.

To have gone away.

3/8/06-5/8/06

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