Sunday, May 24, 2009

The Formless Evils That Will Never End Comments

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I go down- I go down.
The flights crowd over- Sunlight motes
Above long-backed crocodiles,
I grind my teeth- and the next line should
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Robert Rorabeck
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Robert Rorabeck

Robert Rorabeck

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