Friday 9 November 2012

Poems From A Dark Cold Night 4

Little pieces of paper
Marking the time better
Than memory could
Or willingness would.
Blessing from a receipt
Who else but me would admit?
No sleep when words are around
To the tempo of music those are bound
One time in my history
Recorded most accordingly.


Laurence Ramos

9/11/2012
4.34 am

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