Friday, July 27, 2012

CROSSED WIRE






CROSSED WIRE



From whose egg were you sucked?
From whose womb were you pushed?
From whose book were you trained?
From whose arms did you fly? 
From whose heart were you loved?
From whose lips were you called?
From whose breast were you soothed?
From whose fear did you flee?


To know is knowing.




Maureen Walsh - July 2012







Ciao for now!

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