Monday, July 24, 2017

9770. HEY! NOW THERE'S A SIGNATURE ON MY FACE

HEY! NOW THERE'S A 
SIGNATURE ON MY FACE
With little left to go on, I don't know
how it got there: I can't recall anything
different. The moon was still in the
sky and the baby yet in its cradle.
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I felt like William Blake; with a
tiger burning right outside my door.

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