in which Amy writes a new poem, finally.

Jun 13, 2010 21:36

'Neath Green Canopies
for apiphileYou and I lie in the soft loam of late spring ( Read more... )

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layer03 June 14 2010, 02:43:45 UTC
Where stardust and gut-rust
And you-must reside,
Where pie crust and blood lust,
Dear lost trust can't hide,
Shelter and solace are luxury, yes,
When you believe the past is still best.

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myselftheliar June 14 2010, 03:00:48 UTC
Just added you as a friend, I didn't even know you had an LJ :X

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layer03 June 14 2010, 07:17:24 UTC
Still surprises me pretty regularly. How did this get here? I'm not good with computers.

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marika_kailaya June 14 2010, 13:55:50 UTC
oh. <3 oh, this is incredible. i love this.

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theweirdones June 27 2010, 19:37:00 UTC
Wow. Very visceral, which I love in poetry.

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