Lucy Marian
Old blog socks
Monday, 17 January 2011
Shell light
On the stage the lights
so bright
daisies looking up into the sun.
Blue blanket
left on a bank of moss.
I took you there, dawn dog.
We tried, packed ice wounds,
put up the
shelves
and said goodnight to the beach comber.
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