Caught In The Stream
not poetry. not fiction. a life, and something in between.
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Monday, August 26, 2013
fingered
What was wished for was waiting . one fuzzy caterpillar wiggling to the end . of a twiggy finger, It brings many more . fuzzies with it . they ring the hand, To leave . to land . to eat the green . grow and change . aging it.
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