Monday, October 28, 2013

Autumn twigs


At the top of the escalator
The stench of dog urine
Grabs my nostrils

Crossing the street at night
A big eight legged spider
How could I kill it?

Leaves, falling, dropping
Leaves kissing the ground
Perfect practice

October shower
Are these mushrooms trotting
Or little kids?

I can still hear schoolboys
Muttering frantically
Clitoris clitoris


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