A rolling stone gathers no moss; A rolling rock gathers no...

28 March 2012

I don't think this makes sense, but I did write it, after all.


Elongated substrates
make gates from hedgerows
& bullets of arrows. Aaron

told me that in Autumn;
now it's March and spring's
just beginning to
leap through the woods.

Arrowhead lake, the way she
said it, meant she loved me.
I didn't tell you not to
leave me be.

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