Monday, November 1, 2010

Is there any guiding mystery?

I've been left wondering in the way of a clock
At times
With half a moon showing
And a girl readying indulgent lines
Beneath it,

Is there any guiding mystery?

Could I help my parents by selling my hands for
Their stowed yield?

Is this cobweb refrain written on the others as
A sign of age,
Or are they saying thank you

In the tack of their bales?

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