Memory
In green fields yet fading
the forest strays from the edge
and fine sheaves, like beacons
call to the slow and blessed
Disattenuated, Defenestration, or Disambiguated. You pick.
I may not always be able to speak in coherent sentences or spell my own name, but wow, can I parallel park.
In green fields yet fading
the forest strays from the edge
and fine sheaves, like beacons
call to the slow and blessed
Instantiated by Russ at or around 6/11/2007 12:25:00 PM
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