Thursday, May 29, 2008

My Fading Tomb Comments

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Lamps are jeweled with the drool from a sleepy sky,
And I have told her to get off her knees,
But she was only checking my navel for the hibernating
Butterfly- When it flew away like a beautiful disease,
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Robert Rorabeck
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