Wednesday, December 30, 2009

paper harmonica.

Subtle sparks, dove-like dew on my face
Drowning in the blackout street lights
Counting time through windshield blur
Flash and stop with red and green
Telescope sky with sightless stars
And blind constellations
Candle light apple warm blankets
Lonely, lonely, a hum, a shiver
Docile dreams underneath frozen sheets
A sound, a shake, forgiving shadows
Repeat, repeat, rinse off snowy skin
Nostalgia hangs in warm throat sighs
Lonely, lonely, ringing in my ears
My quickened heart, my ending day
Harmonicas tie it all in string
The white falls outside windowsills
Sing, sleep, sleep.

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