Conspicous Absense

[sedenko]

From his chest. His hands so cold
They could barely hook the worm at the end
Of his line. He lions in the morning,

Sucking breath into breath with his last pack
Of smokes. The inland heat still asleep
In the ground. Nothing but a low moan,
A little excerpt from a book of poetry I've been reading. Hoodlum Birds by Eugene Gloria, very enjoyable.

Comments

[afmgreentea]

don't worry, micah. now that i'll have lots of time just sitting in a room full of computers with high speed internet, i'm sure that i'll be posting many an entry. :-)

[star9186]

i guess firefox isnt sooo wonderful. :P

[sedenko]

I'm not entirely sure its Firefox's fault. It may have to do with the fact that the program was running for weeks without having it restarted.

[afmgreentea]

that usually doesn't help matters. :-)