Wednesday, April 26, 2006


Packing; a strand of hair
-dark, semetic, curl-
his hair floats down from the shaking
burlap, mexican blanket,
the curtains from behind the bed.
Stop packing. Evaluate.
It is right that he is gone, so why wet cheeks?
It's only remembering.

Song of the day:rubber soul album- beatles

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