walking up the road
in profound gravel
this birch tree for gavel
this one for to swing
Josie clammed up for years
But now hear her sing
In her moonshine and twilight
For her flowers I bring
the universe is here
the universe is here
the universe is here
the universe is here
Thursday, April 23, 2009
the universe is here
Posted by Unknown at 1:06 PM
Labels: country blues, mysticism, sci fi
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