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Babel Soup

for poets

Dawn muse, difficult lover,
come hard through the
chimney trailing pages
and alphabets.

Babel soup for breakfast,
and strong black coffee.

Another wander in the wilderness
preserving the last match.

Submitted: Wednesday, October 05, 2011
Edited: Wednesday, October 12, 2011


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