for sylvie
May 29 2006 at 4:17 PM sespy
thats ancient sunshine
gathering on swallows
branches dance
above this house and its hollows
first performance ?
hiding past clouds ?
stars snicker
as we wonder outloud
wilting like a lettuce
mountains for dirt
new ones of trash
everything hurts
the sun sets late
in the summer eve
tv droning
im about to leave
the grass tries to hold me
sky pushes away
this motor of madness
is turning me gray
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