16 March 2006

drought

it would seem to me
that the words have
dried up
the flood is over
the clouds have blown away

this winter
will be a cold, dry one

with not a single word
spiralling in the wind
like a beautifully blown leaf

the silver spiralling filigree
around my thoughts
will be replaced
with blahblahblahblahblah

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