Sunday, 22 January 2012

Zooey

Let's talk,
use eyes,
wind slow,
don't know.

Leave this,
lonesome,
room to
see you.

Don't you know I know?
Turquoise lake it froze.

I saw a light go on,
steam rose from a copper pot;

gave shape to a glowing face.
I thought I saw your name.

I heard the bomb go off,
a wild hurricane,

a buzzing smoke alarm.
The morning felt the same.

Don't you know I know?
Turquoise lake it froze.

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