A Blade of Grass
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
After Frost and Hue
I ride iron over land as stone skips over sea,
never known the future from my running from the past
like jumping free as the trains change track;
two paths diverge and that train,
that train seemed bound for no place
so I see I must turn back.
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14 March, 2008
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