anachronizms
extensive poetic juxtapositions by and about del ray cross (delraycross at gmail)
Monday, September 08, 2008
dcclxxviii
Mackerel sky.
Two deer
on a fresh-plowed corn garden.
Rolling Iowa hills.
Cows.
Big round bales of hay.
Congratulations of self self self.
Something died for these words.
Overwhelming
if not morbid.
Overwhelming
if not maudlin.
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