Wednesday, 8 January 2014

wrote by alesia, edited by me, a minimalist poem...


going, going, we see the bridge

 a crow is drying on it

 we put the crow under the bridge

 we let it get wet

 we keep moving, seeing the bridge

 a crow is getting wet on it, again

 we put the crow on the bridge

 let it get dry, for now

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