the waterfall meeting
poems
Tuesday 8 March 2011
I was a windmill
Bring me
The cold and fire
The crest of a wrong
Turn
Bring me
Coarse air
Dewy spider web in hawthorns
Bring me
November
Bulletproof
Get serious and fearlessly
In love
Get sent home
I was a windmill
I was arrested
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