Friday, March 2, 2012

Time flies with strings attached.

Just discovered Duy Huynh
It's just sweeping me away and I'm not sure if I have much control over where I'm going.
Where am I going?
Conjured by um, maybe around
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Carry

I want to carry you
and for you to carry me
the way voices are said to carry over water.

Just this morning on the shore,
I could hear two people talking quietly
in a rowboat on the far side of the lake.

They were talking about fishing,
then one changed the subject,
and, I swear, they began talking about you.

Billy Collins

that's all, folks

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