Wednesday, February 9, 2011

266 - 270

in my apartment

burnt toast sits in the sink

still warm blankets dream

unabashed squirrel

a frantic rain wet porch bath

exposed tea leaves shine

i bike thru light rain

the sun shy in the sky, bright thru

houses of shadows

birds the same size as

planes. the skyline, construction

crane backlit, frozen

one snake shed its skin

late afternoon light reveals

galaxies of dust

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