Sunday, 28 September 2008

The Brush

Stillness seeps though solid

Baked fresh and undying

Aromatise cryptic breathing

Sinew bark

Vein blue popping

Blind forgetness lack

Fear fumble flagging

Ground Nagging

Wash grapey cups

Red and on-spilling

United bowless bow

Flesh-in-smoke

Unhook crept

Brilliantly sounding

Yielded ghost

Ethereally bounding

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