I sat and I wondered, to myself in my head, what shall I do before going to bed? "There's not much day left; there's no time ...
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Poem 100: S ometime s
S ometime s of t rack s ee m or e llaborat e
O thertime s tep s ee m or e ngagin g
S til l ot s ee m uc h arde r
P erhap s tep s tructur e ve n egativ e xistanc e.
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