Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Odd Freedom
Here is the world at your feet
sod and stone
light that once shone
off the track
none
here
knows you
none here
cares to
there's odd freedom
in that
there's odd freedom
in that
A Tractor May Work
I buried myself years ago. I have found the spot and started taking away the top soil but I think it may take one of these to do the rest of the job.
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