Pages From My Skin

Saturday, December 22, 2007

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I was on the 5 train in the Bronx this past Friday.  Jotted down a few thoughts:

Smiles on prospect
Rooftop foresight
Green bass
Black base
Screams from the beaks of pigeons
Huge fields of sparkles
Glittered with blinding thought
Built from small hands
Forward

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