i would line our walls
with red,
or search the fields for
clovers
i would steal feet from rabbits,
cross my fingers and toes,
or toss pennies in
the air
i would eat dried oysters,
spin paper windmills
or knock on wood
from
now
until
then
if it would make
then
a time
which we couldn't see
an end
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
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