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tiistai 26. tammikuuta 2016

Summer knees




I remember a summer knee pain
its knees asphalt
I kiss. The Crow boots
I was often in the legs, and
Pain agrees with another pain.
Bark boat childhood swim
flows along somewhere.
It was I, I,
girl skinny long-legged.
Plaid skirt, the
hole cut as
tree on the always 
adhere to the transgressors.
I went in the heat too
often with their bare feet.
I remember after the trompit
lightning storms.
So strange ballet dance
maid to bring a stick
grew in my body.
Memories of the bridge is over there
some, childhood angel flat
hiding in the closet.


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