The edge of a field
The edge of a field;
the edge of futility;
the tent, pitched at last.
the edge of futility;
the tent, pitched at last.
posted by Pete Green at
20:24
13 July 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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- Horror, realising
- Tremor in my voice
- A second rainbow
- If you could get close
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