you threw me

you threw me
for a curve, something
that tasted
subtle, yet complex

an autumn day
framed by clusters
of fiery constellations
planets aligned, then
pierced

like argyle
with no signs
of prearranged patterns
like westminster
with every hint
of the sparkling thames
.
20091104:2317
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