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Leigh Davis

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Thinking nothing weird or unhelpful
rubbed down by the passing of the
story the grain of the pyramid
if it could stand like that- where
others climbed, something geometrica
among terrain changes, delta
common ground /\CG, surrounds me
and you, L, with your curious
objectives, and trove,
S standing in the light of the room
dressing, and the thought fall,
its incidence, ravelling, the two
of you smiling.. It looks helpless,
have you been doing it a long time?



Last updated 6 October, 2009