Saturday, January 24, 2009

Suffer Vile Poetry, whilst I write my paper

On a night as cold as
Ice cold feet like blocks of chunks of
Up on a hillside
On a Rockslide
Swerved in to a lot
between white lines
turned off everything except that
one light, 'oh shit, so lost' light
dark enough away up the
train track here?
So near
closer
and wonder if that dog
is barking at me
while i pee

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