November 14, 2011 § 6 Comments

Vodka cranberry
an open jacket
whipping in glittering
misty wind
glowy yellow
city windows
blending a little, when
you turn too fast
to look at me
Architecture seems
disorganized up here tonight
Lumps and bumps
Stony, steely
Standing, different heights
Is it just me
or are they leaning?
A little unsteady
It’s cold out here – like
that first dive
after its finally
warm outside
but the water isn’t ready.
Have you ever shouted
from the rooftops?
Now would be the time, babe
but let’s go back inside
I have nothing left to say


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