The scraps of paper I carry in my pocket.
In Brief
Sunday, June 19, 2011
A terrible poem that will either be revised into oblivion or simply tossed out.
Vap
Vop
Vutch
Scribblescrabble scratch
Click click click.
The mute writer goes about his business.
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