the rose mill
poetry and essays of peter graves roberts
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
little girl ... volcano
go on way down low
little girl
volcano
come and sit a while
with me
no one can feel like
i tragically see
these things which don't
exist
these things that just
can't be
these things which dance
before me.
(on my 30th)
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