Amanda Luvz Vispo
mostly visual poetry i'm trying out these days
Saturday, June 10, 2006
these are the fringes
of everything
the leaves, the vines,
the twisted
boughs
don’t you know
roots are contagious
spreading under ground
tangled planted
mud rotten and gnarled
when you walk
don’t let your feet
touch
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