Feb. 28 am
Driftwood seals castle
crags beneath the bridge in peace,
no call to siren.
Feb. 28 pm
Anteloping in
rush boom down the mad green lea,
thrash kites from the sky.
Friday, February 29, 2008
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Fifty miles. Seventeen syllables. No power steering.
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