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Buddhettes Food Photo Poetry

Buddhettes Food Poetry

Buddhettes Food Poetry

Darkness greets my lumbering

Along the linoleum floor in the kitchen

I finger my way into the yawning

And a new day brings revision

Sometimes all that remains is a single strong line

an alchemy of slackening hold

what rises in the horizon counts

counts us like grains of sand

from far off we see

but lets start at the beginning

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