Wednesday, September 12, 2007


brittle shaking generations of cities glittering

pavements host to city ghosts

now fully formed from small turquoise flowers

by believing he's inheriting all her hauntings

all her callings

though she's sold her heart sky high

laughing as the fluorescent lights flicker

providing a score

to the great glacier chasing

I fell hard to the ground and stayed

daring lighting to strike twice

wondering if the song would sound the same

had you remained

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