The Samantha Sonnets #5 in
General
--after Emmanuel Hocquard
The house of my friends down the road
burned down.
A child plays with matches
Now he's loose on the town.
You are like that
An absent book.
Flames
my face
Music
my face
You are like that
An absent book.
My face
My face
By Stanley Gemmell
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