flights taking stairs

Thursday, Feb. 05, 2004 8:30 am

constantly moving away, facing you.

stairs the taking, flights up stepping backwards

looking back, on the edges of your new hair cut. No longer the first to appreciate it, when you come through the door.

my hands are cold tonight, 24 degrees there's ice, smoking too many cigarettes

[let's end it, long and protracted]

01.19.04
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dland exuant omnes your voice drifts away into lost binary alleyways it echoes photography

last five:
A Winter Letter - Wednesday, Nov. 28, 2007
almost but not quite - Wednesday, Mar. 22, 2006
rural times, blue skies. it feels so warm over my hair - Wednesday, Jun. 01, 2005
smiles and gone - Monday, Feb. 07, 2005
I caught my love in North Carolina - Monday, Nov. 29, 2004

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