Tuesday, November 01, 2005

dolch poem 1 (+1)

all sleep would let me tell
is that kind of wish to please the cold
where before every sleep might carry
us together rounding off
what light would leave open
our better hold
its ride into just blue, red

ok i see the need to add, nouns or two, plus plus plus, so i'm already making amendments to the rule. otherwise it's easily that vague, anchorlessness, and you need anchors, arr said to me once cole swensen.


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