Aye Woods Ditto To

Bibi put in it

a trousseau’d cedar liner

her clothes so too tight

‘theirs a wrinkle,’ Dubb,

‘where is Orion’s dagger…’

later on the dog

starts a worry door

often a fore rest as claw’d…

he said, ‘Audubon…’

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dulzimordash says:

April 22, 2013 at 5:09 pm

Reblogged this on Nature’s Abhorred Vacuum.

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1. j4n says:
  
  April 22, 2013 at 6:18 pm
  
  Thank you, Michael
  
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