For *those that have just lost their keys *those that are well-versed *inebriated ones *wanderers *mermaids *those that belong elsewhere *whippersnappers *marvelous ones *those that are not included in this classification *those that flutter because the moment is fleeting *boundless ones *those colored with slippery fingerpaint *others *those that resemble someone I know from a distance

Monday, July 23, 2007

not an haiku

i want to yield. press up against something soft. lull my tongue.

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posted by Holly Grahym at 1:23 PM

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

It was *almost* a haiku. Close.
My husband tells me "Close only counts in horse-shoes and hand-granades" but you prove close counts in words too.

4:34 PM

 

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