in the ocean
which is my blood,
in the hills
which are my bones'
a single man-made object
at the mercy of the elements
a buoy in the midst of a stormy sea
a startlingly white navigational mark
against a tempestuous sky
of the man and his pictures
Tuesday, 17 May 2011
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