Spaceman In Arcadia
post-apocalyptic musings from the edge of reality
Saturday, June 19, 2010
Three of a Kind
The first sigh of a child,
the first drop of water
in a dry desert.
The inner life of the mind,
an orange with nothing
but its rind,
stripped, empty, inert.
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