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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Tuesday, September 28, 2004

Soft Landing

what troubles me
is having had a plan
but that’s Greek history
without sticking to my guns
i count to ten, eleven
these are just thoughts i am having
in the car after two
it seems appropriate
to leave without secrets
to have bargained all i can
for a good breakfast
but my words get confused with cynicism
and it’s the autumnal equinox
and i am supposed to be praying for balance


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