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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