dddrone
March 27, 2010
waiting seems an endless thirst
where all things bore
and drone on
a white-washed sun shining
on a hangover day
30 left.
the sieve and the sand
Leaving the wheat with the chaff. This is not your mother’s poetry.
Leaving the wheat with the chaff. This is not your mother’s poetry.
waiting seems an endless thirst
where all things bore
and drone on
a white-washed sun shining
on a hangover day
30 left.
beighartman
captainwinklestein
Julio Chapluzki
freakynewchild
ladydarnell
philip santos
rcribay
Roger Mugs
saxsquatch
David X. Hugo
tynedaile