QED

poesy

friday daydream

when i see that you are ok

 the snow doesn’t fall at all

within a sphere that contains me

i smile___then laugh…

at the continued states of our mercurial natures

for it has to be this way

 or else we just become the foil:

you know

sitting in the back of a dark lounge with koolaid at hand

nibbling on a saltine cracker

as crumbs fall onto the polished wood floor

ah…the light flickers___

then you turn the corner____

the cars and sounds stop as you melt the

street beneath you with every step…

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