Friday, December 03, 2004

The Strangest

Last night I dreamt of zoetropes.



Poolside

Now I see the world through goggled eyes
It's all there is left of me
There's nothing in my way
So say
you glumly

Oh it isn't right to leave it so
This lingering affection
The swimming pool is here
It's mere
perfection

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