Friday, March 13, 2009
Moss Garden
butter excuses loss removes obvious
cinnamon toast or other exemplary
necessary consolation a clean house
precedes arrivals eats up whole day
I can't explain that's who all I can be
in one of my chairs ready to jump up
while I still can wake me from a nap
as though I'd been here all the time
or batteries hoping for devices new
uses for humans like playing games
I'm home early I'd rather be with you
than shopping even a moss garden
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