Friday, May 25, 2007

Two Shorts

Crows don't play at politics,
just see black,
see albino under
wing peppered sea-salt,
epsom stone-chat
babbling away,
the tide, the beach
rocks, the silence,
a murder voting.


you are as old
as the grudges
you hold
as young
as forgive as
old as regret
young as hope
another day
sun rise
sun set
young as that

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