Wednesday, January 25, 2006

Red,swollen, Hot Elbow

a hiding place (a couple of months)

you exit the metro and meet face to face with the night, dotted with skyscrapers, I thought

Someday, I will live in a place filled with even higher buildings.

The night will be darker.
The lights shine everywhere.

And I'll be small, tiny, tiny.

An ant dance in the street, when from the sky
immense
snow starts falling.

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