Friday, October 09, 2009

Clear Glass


a stone cottage thistles washing
windows and the tractor cash in
the garage how does one sunny
day make sense when everyone
acts for made-up reasons as if
explanation were a good excuse

clear glass tightened screws let
a weeping woman look inside a
clutter seems to function which
barrow or hose earning its keep
accumulates webbing I attack in
five more years in a better mood

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