Monday, June 25, 2007

u might c me

    I left my picture on th ground wher u walk
    so that somday if th sun was jst right
    & the rain didnt wash me awa
    u might c me out of th corner of yr i & pic me up
    Your eyes are the blue
    of the deep end of the pool
    the world
    has been put through the rinse cycle
    and dries in the sun
    and i am happy

2 from th txt msg poetry cmpititn in th Guardian. 2002 but nu to me.

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