the apartment’s greed

by Cora

Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-09-02 14:44:00

Parent message is 274538
that loses all capability to see or hear the rhythm of voice..the locket of hearts that discard their alibis..i pick up one by one the armature of knowing even when distance calls to knock on my door..shadows..details of it..of me …of you..of us with fervur as lost joy and gaurds the smiles with candle sticks