sit up straight. you'll never meet the buddha with such rounded shoulders.
Thursday, August 01, 2013
“Press close, bare-bosomed Night!
Press close, magnetic, nourishing Night!
Night of south winds! Night of the large, few stars!
Still, nodding Night! Mad, naked, Summer Night!”
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