Friday, January 23, 2009

we parade in the streets and plant trees of change on inauguration day.

it is.
the rain.
it is lovely.
and when they.
held their palms up.
i polished all the silver.
in the house because i couldnt.
stand the sight of tarnished forks.
and i wiped the lipstick off all the glasses.
i filled my pockets with quarters and dimes.
and i left the door open on my way downtown.
in search of the centre. where they all were.
drinking. the wine as quick as the falling.
from the.