Tuesday, June 27, 2006

am pretending to be a poet today

treble the mold of a bagel
with your beak

i only write about real life situations

2 comments:

  1. that would be me every day, trebling the mold

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  2. I saw a bird singing before daybreak. I heard the beak dive into the first morning light. :)

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