Whereforto Ye Wanderers

Whereforto Ye Wanderers.

Friday, December 19, 2008

diamond suns of headlights and cigarette tips
as pure as it gets.
carfuckinghorn squeak squall,
nothing good,
it is quoted
happens after midnight except the silent fog-green beautitude of the pavement
and hopeful winking iris of yellow cracker moon.
inexplicable calm.

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