Thursday, December 06, 2007



Here, the frost-lined furs
break out over the wet, orange
papier-mâché leaf-lined sidewalk.

The white crystals settle along 
the Vena Cava of magnolia leaves, 
like tobacco in a rolling paper.  

These things, i had never seen
until my young adulthood:
like the soot-black of wet bark.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

u hv an uncanny way to see things, great composition...