Thursday, October 7, 2010

some years ago
we would wait
at the bus stop
in the cold
and the snow

and when it would come
I would feel lucky
to sit next to somebody
and imagine tangible
the warmth
they shared me.

then I would sit
in the library
and stare out
into the white,
close my eyes
and wish
that i might die.

1 comment:

  1. Walk straight ahead. In a perpendicular line. You will find your answer there.