hey - eyes
I'd
been
salting
and bagging
fries
(french)
and feeling
the ming of me
die
while
in the doorway
you stand
wearing
a jacket type thing
smoking minutes
like
silence
as
the back-drop
unfurls
like
a cool feathery
whim
1 comment:
I would kiss that Sam guy.. even if he had bad breath.
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