Dec 02, 2005 14:38
took a walk in my snowglobe
hazy sun grazing my eyes,
some fair words cut the deal
yet i had to steal
better the streets than a bridge
free falling frostbite form,
the gap narrowed in sweat
with intangible debt
accent cues yearning in search
gentle fraile in hood and boot,
left rising from feet
with incurable heat
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