----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- only In these steely winter months when 'outside' is a proposition so draining of my last bits of energy I like to make a home in the place behind my eyelids. Barefoot passenger in a speeding car orange sunlight on my right arm there is rain behind us and I can still smell it. Only five more months...only... 10:55 p.m. - 2007-12-09 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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