Ann's Inner Hemisphere
Poetry from inside, traveling.
11 October 2011
so suddenly, whence did you appear
longly slumbering you must have been
lying in forgotten ambush
until one stray and solitary spark
got caught, took hold and sprung your trap
you could have foretold, you might have forewarned, was i beyond the merest consideration?
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