i couldnt imagine
February 1 2007 at 12:52 AM the sesp is back
my breath turns blue
around your sunset jello
the mountain is without
a bow tie
squawking flowers
bump with frost
i am sweaty inside my coat
morning comes
steady like the power lines
alive, the night brings me
through
as if holding my hands
and i were more than 21
walking down the steps
gingerly
now- its cloudy / 27
and we have no heat
getting high and laughing
coloring with markers
and words. .
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