It is snowing sand today
Small golden flickers
Sparkling up with every sunray
That doesn’t reach the ground
Sand flickers absorb sunrays
Creating a new substance
That has an existence of its own
They are a contradiction
To everything natural
To everything real
It is snowing sand today
And the emotions in my head
Sparkling up with every sunray
That doesn’t reach my soul
Sand flickers absorb sunrays
Leaving my soul obscure and hollow
With an existence of its own
I am a contradiction
To everything real
To everything natural
It is snowing sand today
And I am no longer there.
"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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