Arching Back - a collection of poetry
Sunday, 6 November 2011
Insistence
I cannot perambulate upon my periphery
I cannot call concordat, encore my epiphany.
I cannot drive by the knife you align alone, literally
I’m slipping meticulously
Go on, Forgive me.
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