Friday, July 15, 2005

Graze

Once again, the poem of the week is an incomplete one. Which is okay, I suppose. I should start going back and complete some of them, or try to. Just as I should go back and complete some of the series and loose ends I said I would.

Pero, maybe I'll put some of them at Further Up & Further In, in a shrewd marketing campaign to draw people to that site (another one would be to pretty it up. But good things happen to those who wait.)

And for your reading pleasure:

so long

so far

so wide

i grazed

consumed


soil, grass


what's left


of it



so long


so far


i wade


on substance


that drips


like sweat that


glistens


the devil's back

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