jornales

for a moment of joy or moments no one pays for, i give myself a ‘jornal’. this makes me rich. try it.

evening

evening–

murmurs sink deeper

into the hedge

jornal just to survive–for now.

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February 6, 2010 - Posted by | haiku, poetry | ,

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