Sunday evening march through filtered out
Music groups
the winter layers.
Long sweaters, people linger in rose brisk
capilary tinge of triumph
hushes us backwards at the day
door rubble cluttered in.
Car weaves the street
people opened up a clock,
crawling railroad
tracks the pasture opened up
1 comments:
Hola, Scott!! Ya se te extraña acá. Ayer hablabamos de vos con Manuel y nos acordabamos cosas graciosas...
Espero que tu regreso a casa no haya sido traumático. Te mando un abrazo grande y ojalá nos volvamos a ver pronto.
Sos una exelente persona y te deseo lo mejor.
Nico
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