Non-Erotic Poetrysummer solstice
Goteborg
up North enough
midnight in the forest
the gleaming lake
a lonely wolf
looms on the path
two stone throws ahead of
my friends and me
and disappears by the time
we cut the distance in half
we look at each other
i remember my friends' faces so well
(the wolf remains vague)
wh,
2003-12-21
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