By | 1 August 2015

every day is a loss of it

winter is now
baring it all

in its unloving look
even when it pre

tends to be fe

convenience is not square
but plural

to translate is to be always
chronologically challenged

there is fero
city in the feel

of the after
noon sun

the green bay but
an illusion from youth

that is youth

as every day turns
every night

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