Monday, 2 September 2013

Number

makers of slight mischief

ladder back man

low flying

reach up and take a rib

stealth cruiser

and stir me to

catch taxi love boy

am I able

to take a part

fine order

and set tangle

cradle limbs

safe as words

stuck in the web

fatal no hit land

I am waiting

to be eaten

or myself

loose cross

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