Sock-less in the winter turned
spring for fear of
freezing over
every inch of
things you treasured and
couldn't wait to leave behind
just months to go and
still
no snow-white to
build upon blazes
that come with new faces
and
kindle friendships as
roads are
dubbed exceedingly dangerous
time is a friend to those who
tri-p-let their way to the flatness of
it all, world and walls waiting
for a
break in the traffic
waiting for a sunspot in the year's
star mural,
wandering in parking
lots where people hint at that
mysterious intersection of dreams
and the sensory
Feb 21, 2012
Feb 21, 2012 at 8:29 PM UTC
Sock-less in the winter turned
spring for fear of
freezing over
every inch of
things you treasured and
couldn't wait to leave behind
just months to go and
still
no snow-white to
build upon blazes
that come with new faces
and
kindle friendships as
roads are
dubbed exceedingly dangerous
time is a friend to those who
tri-p-let their way to the flatness of
it all, world and walls waiting
for a
break in the traffic
waiting for a sunspot in the year's
star mural,
wandering in parking
lots where people hint at that
mysterious intersection of dreams
and the sensory
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