What forth to mine own agenda?
Stilted lust across handsaw table,
sharp tooth ridge. At the moment when
we dare our eyes. What error we make
to observe and further to remark
upon our distance. Tomorrow is for
yesterday's cowardly followers. I advocate
however belatedly for today.
Friday, February 20, 2015
What Forth to Mine Own
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