Saturday, December 11, 2004

 

A Poem for a Saturday

Stained strained brazen hazy
the last kiss of wisdom
that got pulled out with my teeth
at 3pm the day after.

Kissing kissing kissing
and messing about in boats.
It's not half worthwhile
but I wish I could be there

today and tomorrow.

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