I feel my quiet this evening spent turning wheels on wet loamy mounds dredged from the basement walls I find my hands planted in galloping red waves where I touch the ground washed steady with emptiness
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I feel my quiet
this evening spent
turning wheels
on wet loamy mounds
dredged from the basement
walls I find my hands
planted in
galloping red waves
where I touch the ground
washed
steady with emptiness
Nice bowls, or should I say bowels.
:)
wow. good on ya, cara. now you need to start carving yr poems inside these things.
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