Thursday, April 20, 2006

Thoughtless

Picking up pieces of flaky pastry,
reminding and worthy
no fear,
Forgeting to cling to the usual props,
I stand
impoverished,
enough to create riches
in an ordinary way.
rich pastry.
Picking up pieces of life
light places
the autumn leaves
fragile and brittle.



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