Finnegan Roze Menzies
virtual poetry notes before they are born
Monday, September 19, 2011
Delight
I am not laying each dark brick. No
I am letting the wind blow a ruin
& then I'm going to join the wind
in it's empty spreading
across surfaces indecriminately
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