Wednesday, July 12, 2006

UNTITLED POEM from House of Leaves, pg. 563

Little solace comes
to those who grieve
when thoughts keep drifting
as walls keep shifting
and this great blue world of ours
seems a house of leaves

moments before the wind

- Mark Z. Danielewski

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The Clown, feel welcome to link back to any of my entries. Is there anything technical I need to do on my end, or did you mean permission as in courtesy? Sorry, not too familiar with some of the technical aspects of blogger yet.

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