Act Three - Guy Kettelhack - Poetry & Ephemera
Monday, October 24, 2011
Celadon
Days
are
glazed
in
celadon –
impossible
to
carve.
They have to
eat
their hours
up.
Otherwise,
they’d
starve.
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