Tuesday, July 10, 2007

ghost trails on grainy sand

Shades of blue mountain

fade into the sky's flat shade

wind slammed doors through the house

where we grew up

tossed empty sheets on unmade beds

spun, tipped old cups full of dust

I took the longest sharpest scissors from the drawer

used them to cut off all those thick curls

grey bird in a grey sky

taking pictures with no contrast at all

just another sunny day

out here on the cold monochrome

of December beach

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