Wednesday, January 03, 2007

i wake up
chloraform shakes
novicane leg
from a jasmine scented dream
and I wonder about the windowsights of
my fellow man

i wait for crackle and glow of my
cigarette to really breathe

if i had a trumpet, i'd ask
someone to play it for me
and if i had a dollar, i'd give
it to them for their trouble

now
crayon scraping sideways on the
back of a reciept, sketching the
coffee on the other side

do it again

take 2

sketching
the frame of the window

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