Wednesday, January 25, 2012

Flack by Colin James


                                             The cloud hovered perpetually
                                             over the still lake.
                                             best keep an eye on it.
                                             Innocence transforms innocently or
                                             assumptions may make the most sense.
                                             At this moment on the opposite shore,
                                             survivalists are launching a boat.
                                             This is like catching a break,
                                             we're usually well into
                                             the liturgy by now.

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