Sunday, November 27, 2011

Gut

Can't write poems
from gut.
Gut has no words.
Just]
laughs,
churns,
wails.

3 comments:

  1. Some days are like that,Victoria.
    No aplologies needed.

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  2. Oh yes, Victoria. I can identify with this!

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  3. This is an interesting take on gut level.

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