Friday, December 30, 2011

3381. IN PASSING

IN PASSING
I don't want to talk about Morreale. I'm here
to live and die, nothing more. I don't wish to
preserve the lines of that fence, make sure the
gate-latch closes, whitewash the pale, check
the shed door. I'm here to live and die, and 
nothing more; and that I shall surely do.
And that, I shall surely do.

2 comments:

Henya said...

Indeed!
:)

gary j. introne said...

Thank you, Henya. I'm quite happy here that you looked in. Happier still that you liked what you saw.