She had been walking past the dim buildings that were engulfed by the cold of that winter too many times. This part of town used to seem so bright and lively but now almost all the glowing storefronts
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I never thought that I could be so ill-mannered nor so bitter. I had my satisfaction and relief but that did not stop me from being carried away beyond my walls. How cold they must have been and
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Grey box of a chosen enclosure sun submerged in hollowed skyline dome of windless blues from the heavy concrete depths peaks jutting from the mass divided by rows of reflexed
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Collapse to promise of fate
Wanting a matter of dark
For only stars coming near
Stay close at any rate
Countless voids to embark
Welcome something to fear
Neither warmth nor the only sail
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No one comes to my door Or faces me from across the table. I can never find a guest to meet me or dine They leave no knocks of footprints behind I stay in the vastness of the walls Although
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goodnight feather boa alone in my purse goodnight feather boa may you bear this curse goodnight feather boa shedding in the crystal light goodnight feather boa creating confidence in my
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Intersection B had five streets
Leaving an open space in the
Middle of the commercial district,
Having to walk across the myriad
Of crosswalks mixing brick and
Asphalt below my feet.
Out
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A friend I had in Lewisia Andrews
Of all her elegance and temptation
Backed by blankness.
Frown lines deeply impacting her face
Mirroring the folds of her patterned drapes;
Shadows and
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Watching my heavy boots cracking the glass glinting and multiplying their reflections along with the damp, stained papers and bottle caps. Through the small and sparsely attended lot filled
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Early summer was now starring in on us through the window not yet interrupted by the clattering air conditioner trying and failing to get ahead. Before humidity takes over making your skin stick
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It had just passed four when she paused next to the outskirts of the woods. The golden air of the short days wrapped around the bases of the trees, their jutting branches creating a web of cool
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Hardback paperback some used some free In all their withered glory of where they used to be
Once in the time that they became dusty and torn Find any indication of who caused their worn
Study
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