Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Scrap

I smile, a buddha, all wants, desire falling from me like rings hugging their lights, the claw of the magnolia, drunk on its own scents, asks nothing of life.

1 comment:

  1. Thank you for the compliment on my blog-- it makes me so happy! I love your blog too! You should post more often!!

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