It crawled under my bed.
I'm not sure whether to think about it or not.
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The moon anchors
an array of
yellow tendrils, starbrushes;
they can only be seen on auspicious nights
through filthy glasses
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POOLSIDE
There is a monolith of glycerin
rippling under a night wind
a sparrow's claw skimming its surface
Anonymous
July 17 2005, 14:58:58 UTC 6 years ago
Dad