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Tuesday, October 13, 2009

A dark, bloated cloud

A dark, bloated cloud
caught in lake's bounded mirror
pushes drifting thoughts
to float sinister tiding
shaped as his own swelling corpse

1 comment:

Jena Isle said...

Hi Francis,

Why do I have a feeling this was written in a dark mood? Or is it just me? As ever, the poem has various "meanings" that I could imagine.