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alasanonsigns and portents
as the harsh bloom of winter opens
scattering leaves in its wake
and the sky runs runs gray with filthy water
a door is closing, ratcheting shut with
sounds like ravens on the wires
a shaking hand reaches out, asking
so little; only to be turned aside
by eyes too dulled by experience
to be certain of what they are seeing
In other news, as I was walking down the street a few nights ago I was greeted by four men who spread their arms wide and...asked for high-fives all around. Something like that, you've just gotta give it, I guess.
as the harsh bloom of winter opens
scattering leaves in its wake
and the sky runs runs gray with filthy water
a door is closing, ratcheting shut with
sounds like ravens on the wires
a shaking hand reaches out, asking
so little; only to be turned aside
by eyes too dulled by experience
to be certain of what they are seeing
In other news, as I was walking down the street a few nights ago I was greeted by four men who spread their arms wide and...asked for high-fives all around. Something like that, you've just gotta give it, I guess.
