Saturday, January 21, 2012

Small Stones: Day 21

dark is the rain
roiling, unquenchable
I numb my lips with brandy

2 comments:

  1. This masks and reveals much at the same time. I love its multivalence and "illusive mood".

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  2. Hi Brian,

    Yes, this is one of those odd ones that I wrote well in advance of posting. (Usually, they are fairly current.) However, I do remember the mood I was in at the time I wrote this. :)

    Always,
    Kay

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