this is a strange city. where i can find nobody. and no one can find me
Sunday, May 04, 2008
A
lone
ranger
drawing
pictures
in the sand.
He
held
the
branch
tightly
in his
bandaged hand.
Circles.
He
drew
circles
that went
round
and
round.
Like
wishing
hard
for
something
that
has
no
end.
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