Nobody's creekbed

songs, prayers, poetry, stories, art, photographs, moving pictures, fondnesses, tall-tales and meditations

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The Anterior Insula and Hwy W

Sunday, April 03, 2011

In a quiet room...
How the dog put his paw on you...

How she came home,
Lightened that I know is a heavy mood...

It takes longer than you can think
To get over it...

Rough justice, I guess,
For my own abandonment

The wind do not know a time or date