May this verse begin the Diary,
Be it shadow of this formless ego,
May it witness the body go weary,
In its journey towards Final Vertigo.
Friday, October 19, 2018
Verse Crumbs - Birthday it is!
A birthday wind was blowing in town,
the night was young in her winter gown,
the scoops got picked and crumbs stranded
from dinner we took off and in Kopps landed.
(Dinner party celebrating one of their birthdays and then icecreams)
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