Reprieve from February. Tramping through
the Garden State. Played games to pass the time.
Talking of amber in afternoon heat. Walked with a noticeable
limp. Coquettish smile without laughter. Eye noticed
the red velvet cupcake. Pale as a salted cat.
Impermanence is such a beautiful
word. Most days it rained.
2.10
s.d.
Thursday, July 15, 2010
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I will take rain over snow every time!
ReplyDeleteSalted cat sounds delicious...
ReplyDelete...aw, I miss Alf.