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Saturday, March 31, 2007

We are all time's fools

ON, DASHER

It’s hard to get lost in the woods--
harder, still, to feed your baby deer

when you kind of want to eat her.
If you find a clearing w/ a galaxyview,

best not to lie down there, lest
a local rent-a-horse rests there, too.

Knowing Morse code won’t help:
stars aren’t dots & flashes aren’t dashes.
Posted by Elisa at 2:11 PM
Labels: equidae, hopelessness, Xmas spirit
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