Lazy days

January 17, 2013

 “Loafe with me on the grass—loose the stop from your throat;

Not words, not music or rhyme I want—not custom or lecture, not even the best;

Only the lull I like, the hum of your valved voice.

– Walt Whitman

( Kindly overlook horrendous figure in corner. Thank you.)

( Pointing it out is kind of defeating the purpose, isn’t it? Oh, well. I’m counting on you to not actually be reading past Whitman.)

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