Yard Work
My hands dirty.
The Japanese saw in one,
your ghost in the other.
My arms ready
to ignite.
posted by Jon Cone at
June 23, 2011
Thursday, June 23, 2011
My hands dirty.
The Japanese saw in one,
your ghost in the other.
My arms ready
to ignite.
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