Apr 06, 2006 14:27
I watch the snow fall in beads and
asymmetrical patterns,
listlessly settling to the ground.
There are no shadows to be cast in this
washed out oblivion-
not even from my body that towers above
the aqueous concrete.
I remain:
nameless and faceless
under the incandescent light of the city.
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