Tuesday, November 07, 2006

flowered walls
intend
concrete
old ballroom glass
lights shimmer
(violently, lovingly, ferociously, lovely)
a thought to its third degree
maintains itself
green
(the wind tears chill)
old hotels and a river
without politics
waits for the return
of politics
and coffee
a red chair
ambiguous sentiments
and dusk

1 comment:

Renuka said...

I love this...