In willow-pattern white are
reflections chipped in glossy clouds.
The dragon coils around the handle
aging but not maturing,
bathed in dust
at the backs of cupboards
dreaming of yesterday’s tea leaves,
fortunes read and discarded.

In willow-pattern white are reflections chipped in glossy clouds. The dragon coils around the handle aging but not maturing, bathed in dust at the backs of cupboards dreaming of yesterday’s tea leaves, fortunes read and discarded. |
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April 4, 2006
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- I took a shortcut through blood just to get to you -
Keep it up celia,
NSW
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<Déesse Diabolique> maquina de matar [fleur de lys]
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<Déesse Diabolique> maquina de matar [fleur de lys]
NSW
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- I took a shortcut through blood just to get to you -
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The Moving Finger writes, and, having writ,
Moves on; nor all your Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all your Tears blot out a Word of it.
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<Déesse Diabolique> maquina de matar [fleur de lys]
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