there's a plain seed in the eye
a red plex of dim light
gathering again what you've been seeking
once.
hey, catcher, try to smile
there's always something deep inside
get in again
spread your arms
feel the steps descend
and hide
hide for what you've been told
again
and again
and again
and again.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
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