freehand
i don’t trust my hand
to draw
the beautiful lines
so i trace
the outlines
of what is underneath
posted by Grant Morgan @ 10:34 pm
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words woven
a poem is a lump of wood that holds the door open - GRANT MORGAN
20 June 2006
to draw
the beautiful lines
so i trace
the outlines
of what is underneath
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