Thursday, 18 August 2011

it's a little pink, the water in this tall glass beside me

little sickel sleeps soundly, his little zz's tumbling out of his nostrils and wafting into the pleasant winter-spring transitional air.  soft lids flicker gently and a relaxed smile rests on his round face.

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