It is late at night
That she feels
And she crumbles
And she loses control
And she faints
Every night
Same scenario
Every night
Same flow of events
Only He changes
His words
And His endeavors
His dreams
And his trepidations
But she is the same
She is one
With all
And she remains
The illusion of them all
"pig correspondence", A New Collection of Poems
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Here at Lulu our Nickel Hole Press have just published *pig correspondence*,
a book of poems from a few years ago. This will be on Amazon in a few
weeks. ...
4 years ago
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