I've been making exceptions in the code--
Maybe you know that
A tail left behind writhing--does it distract you
It makes the slightest
Echoing sound and
There's a niche
On ground where you
Can place a finger--
Fingers without hands while
Making well with my code and figuring--
I know how tired I can become
Well enough to know which way
Depraved--here I see my love's still a shadow
Cast by a left behind tail--
Does it distract you--
Way
Tuesday, July 7, 2009
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