jeudi, 29 septembre 2011
THE WILD JOURNEY
Only a word
To tell a world
A word saying nothing
Coming from nowhere
And going to nowhere
Just a perfume in the wind
Like a chain of fragrancy
Around the tongue
Perfume eaters like that smell
But under the taste
A silver trace is talking
Saying words without a word
Telling the tale of the wild ears
Because everything's always been free
From any kind of word
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