storm has passed over
like a stenciled cylinder
spinning round a bulb.
as wood become cinder
to an educated guesser
light from a rent is true,
but aint nothing temporary
don't come back to visit
Donna
"I had to bungee into the sinkhole where my house was. I am on a catatonic vigil."
Sunday, June 29, 2014
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