Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Far Distant

about steer care I know nothing
wild beast bulls barrow roughly
breaks door knocks down wall I
watch and go away lunch ready

I read and write practice peace
play tai chi swim swiftly some
mornings pleasantest evenings
long fading slowly vivid colors

what happens is far distant now
I know because the email dings
someone thinking of me and I
of chickens in the great tradition

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