Wandering On the Way
Poetry and Prose
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
and yet
this is still this and that is still that
the waves come rolling in and rolling in
or they don't
the water's a mirror
until a bass leaps
what were you looking at anyway?
and what can you see?
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