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Tuesday, May 31, 2011

The stationary traveler, ten

My wet palm’s printed
On black glass. It unsettles
A minstrel’s dead smile.

3 comments:

Poets United said...

A little creepy, but hey nice one!

Winifred said...

Rather melodramatic,don't you think? A little fur crumpling is in order here:)

Francis Scudellari said...

@PU There's an art to modulating the creepiness down to the point of acceptability ;).

@Winifred Probably quite a bit of crumpling...