Thursday, December 29, 2011

bullets in a flowerpot.

Like bullets in a flowerpot,
destructively arranged.
Like bullets in a flowerpot,
appearing quite deranged.
Crooked on the windowsill,
on display for all to see.
Like bullets in a flowerpot;
together you and me. 

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