dr_con Posted October 31, 2010 Share Posted October 31, 2010 bridge over He was practicing invisibility morning after a rock solid bad luck night reflecting time But I was dropping illusion parking-lot shortcut cheap tobacco Sunday elections protections I smile at his hunch- Smoking in the shadows between garbage dumpsters and he glares My tobacconist chats about paranoia as I leave Shade penetrates my spine neck hat a once over Despite the message I walk scared Sun after rain Kills my story leaving only the shine puddle reflections The cracks everywhere whisper old stories Trees and vines glisten Fall full living now A city re-enchanted always there only this forgetting hides home. Quote thegateless.org Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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