Out Of Sight
Everything on the line today is somber.
Black as a crow,
Navy or worn out denim blue.
Spandex of unmentionables hung to the middle .
Out of sight.
Dark hues all,
Shadows
Twirling in dazzling sunlight .
While snow, squalls, in
Sparkling brightness.
And the wind howls.





1 comment:
2.19.05
"It was windy yesterday. I don't know if you noticed." My mom said.
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