Horseman
all morning in my mind with no compass I turn towards the world
going on a delicate stone horse to see the stone faces of the crowd
I hear lies enough to make any man sick
the oddest present would be a pound of candles for God
Erasure poem derived from The Diary of Samuel Pepys, Friday 1 May 1663.
Dave Bonta
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