I am already gone, bye bye.

Mar 28, 2008 at 2:42 PM
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Bury it down. The chest tightens at the thoughts, the pictures still burn. There is a cold wind, and it is snowing, the flakes rushing around flying up ward, defiling, melting on the still beating heart. These thoughts expressed in a scream that rattles the core, the twisting limbs, that dance. The people rush thru the storm. A man with a tv in a shopping cart pushes down the street. Traffic blinded in the flurry creeps along. The hand holds the winds at bay momentarily as the cigarette is lit. In these thoughts there are no words, just drifts, the whirl of whiteness, standing here eye narrowed.

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oh how i love snow...

candy

time for the snow to go away. it's spring.

and don't think I don't know what that narrowed eyed look means, killer.

It's all just a bunch of white noise and static.

I wish this comments page would let me attach some pictures i took in the snow at the weekend! A lovely piece... I like the TV in the shopping cart visual..

I am already gone, bye bye.

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