Thursday, 11 June 2009



We knot ours
They fold theirs
Why hast thou forsaken
Me?
Us?
Them?
The sensation is of lead
A Leadbelly
An old, old malady
Returns, is present
Is now physical
Adrenalin belonged to Youth
Tolerance belongs to now, but
Should not
Polish beers are available
The workers are efficient
Good
On the subject of open borders
We could talk...what do you say Pedro?
I say we could talk
If I was, well, if I was not so shy

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