Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Whispers

Whispers.
The Irish worship 
Whispers
Like prayers
Snares that catch the stumbles
And the club-foot-life we lead.
Whispers whirl like hurricanes
In tea cups
Pouring through the cracks
That ooze
within us all.


Tim Buckley
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