1.
It will snow.
2.
I am a long walk home and
the hair will run wet down my face and I know
that it will snow.
3.
From the sidewalk,
I am looking for a quiet place, private
in which I can vomit in at least some semblance of alone,
for an alley or a doorway to double over in.
4.
Doubled over, I am saying this again and again –
Oh, I don’t know, I don’t know,
I don’t know…
Sunday, February 21, 2010
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