burntA Poem by Count Humilus"silence of me"Mirrored water Ashes fall She wants to hear the joint go out I want to kiss her away Away to happiness Draining bath water and this evening I am not tired But jesus… I am so tired Tired of time © 2010 Count HumilusReviews
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2 Reviews Added on March 24, 2010 Last Updated on March 24, 2010 AuthorCount HumilusDriftingAboutMy interests include: Writing things Old cameras Records Raw Fish Typewriters Bernard Tapie Anglo Concertinas Instillations Filming movies The Pacific ocean .. more..Writing
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