The Nacogdochian
Tales of East Texas Forest Poems Zombies etc..
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Hole in the Yard
There is a hole in the yard
It is not hard to see
It lingers in its own space
Pulling you in with its force
Until you have a slow fall
On your face.
Its tragic.
Hurts.
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