Wed, 11/27/2013 - 12:49 -- Roanoke


Carry me away

from hence one-day,

like the roll and tumble

like the elegant lope and fumble,

of the boundless breath

that serves to take sailors on their way

from the sunrise’s death

and hats from our heads,

the entropic hustle

and monotonous bustle,

that seems so taken with threads.



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