the sun
drips down
thick as honey
the green
landscape
unreal
crows fly
like
nightmares
across
the
blue sky
from
telephone
wires
to
distant
mountains
alcohol
melted time
yesterday
the clouds
look
like smoke
memories
haunt
me
even
this
moment
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
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