Compass That Doesn't Point North
A place for poetry.
Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Words
I will try on writing styles
Like I try on shoes
Slip them on
In silky comfort
Ease of mind
Like it's natural
Every time
I lift a pen
Words will blossom
Like a new spring
Writing me into
My summer
Integrity
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