I'm no longer much of a reader on the pot. However, once in a while (and especially lately because I have little time for pleasure reading) I'll take some poetry to the pot. Today brought me this little gem by Robert Creely:
ECHO
Lonely in
no one
to hold it with
the responsible
caring
for those one's known.
from JUST IN TIME
söndag, april 02, 2006
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