poemfuck (for jill)

[big_an]

as i pushed open the old wooden door the dusklight grazed my cheek... so gentle it reminded me of a simpler time... when children frolicked on the hillside... picking daisies for grandma... to be displayed in her windowsill vase. and so i continued on soak in the wisdom of the sun and the moon. the heart of the woodland ran into me with the force

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[robotforbrains]

After a careful analysis of this piece of literary genius I have arrived upon my conclusion of its inner most meaning. Graham was sexually assaulted and therein shortly after returned the favor to his attacker............andy. end of story.