crickets
a better one than i would hear the insects with voices quieter than trains, in town, at bedtime. nevertheless, the trainsongs give my heart the kiss of sleep.
a better one than i would hear the insects with voices quieter than trains, in town, at bedtime. nevertheless, the trainsongs give my heart the kiss of sleep.
note to self: songs thatmade me what i am–so fewof them are clever.
i’ve counted the books of poems in my house, and the spiders. good ratio.
i hope that when whoever is buyingaccesses my personal datathe message is clear:i love my peopleand i don’t care who knows.