In the hot stillness
In the hot stillness
of a mid-morning bath I
hear my own heart beat.
of a mid-morning bath I
hear my own heart beat.
posted by Pete Green at
11:49
13 February 2007
About Me
- Name: Pete Green
- Location: Sheffield, United Kingdom
Poet, musician and snowflake. Sporadically sparkly. Rising slowly. Pedestrian. Grimbarian. Edgelander. King of the impossible. Big girl's blouse.
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