Falling Out the Window

August 27, 2008 at 4:23 am (Poems, The 90s)


I can’t see the stars
tonight. 

It’s winter.  I wish anyway –

if I can’t have you

entirely, I want what you

will give.  I blow more smoke.

The ashes look like snow

flakes in the west coast

rain.  Your arms would feel

warm.

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