Monday, January 11, 2010

Nightminds.

peak hour traffic
gridlocked, stuck
jammed in sealed avenues
tree-lined
outlined
turning left. left. left.
halted, jarred, tumulted
until sleep finally comes

blackened streets
raspberry plums
jumping castles

deep dark drums
deep dark drums

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