Underground
Father, having already
placed Paul in the
park, tried again
to remove the veil
from his mother.
Meanwhile, we sat
near the edge and
watched a gigantic
machine crush
rocks into pebbles,
pebbles into a
fine mist that spread
across the meadow,
hiding the future.
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
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