A fify-mile ice shelf breaks clean from a perfect time
for unknowing. Prattling swallows and impertinent, modern minds.
The figureless cold buoys and drifts
toward city light
Saturday, October 24, 2009
158 : Christopher Patrick Miller
A fify-mile ice shelf breaks clean from a perfect time
for unknowing. Prattling swallows and impertinent, modern minds.
The figureless cold buoys and drifts
toward city light
