Saturday, August 05, 2006

 

last night beginning of poem

Across the Water

You can't stop them from seeing this.
They scream from the porch.
A cottonmouth moves across the water.
The burglar unlatches the gate.
The elepant ears listen the sound of his feet.
The roof rat is moving in the branches of the maple.

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