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Wednesday, July 6, 2011

Seven Deadly Sins

a young woman
cream, no sugar

a retired donkey
moving downstairs

sea salt and Q-tips
swept under the steps

needing peace or torment?
try a piercing appointment

a better mousetrap travels
great distance at great speeds

still my gentle, rude soul
on a dried creekbed ledge

adventurous but timid
loathing, going


2011

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