unworldly
sounds
are coming
from the woods,
fox
or badgers,
or witches
stirring brew
who's to know.
you stare out
the window
and see nothing
and no one.
some things
are best left
alone. no
need to find
out, to know.
Tuesday, March 26, 2013
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