Monday, February 25, 2008

Popsicle Feeties

Earl Grey Tea and shortbread
Glass of wine and a cigarette on a long filter. More because i like the filter than smoking itself.

Sunrise & sunset skies streaked purple and red.
Watching, with popsicle feeties, tired, yet wide, eyes.

Lean into you, pretending that i don't know.
Pretending that i don't know that you know,
and pretending that i don't know that you know i know.
Breathe in the full moment,
willing it to stop and stay still, for the rest of our lives.

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