Slum ditch ****
and a double-decker train
heading straight for the heart;
bypassing all other organs.
I sit next to
dresses and scarves
and MomandSon kisses
and journals in the hands
of Chicago lovers
documenting every moment.
Jul 4, 2011
Jul 4, 2011 at 5:21 PM UTC
Slum ditch ****
and a double-decker train
heading straight for the heart;
bypassing all other organs.
I sit next to
dresses and scarves
and MomandSon kisses
and journals in the hands
of Chicago lovers
documenting every moment.
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