woven into the fundament
sense prick up in response
it twangs & thrums
& sometimes, we pluck back
this might be magic
quantum fields underfoot
thru our feet, thru our heads
gridding genes to gird loins
copyright 2007 by Kia Gabrielle McLean
Poetgrrl
Musings poetic from the demon, Kia . . . . . .
Thursday, April 24, 2008
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