26 January 2006
lately (saint who?)
in th night I found
just that. a baby
by my sidedriving home
a breath
of froststreet lights whisper colours
for me to gobuenas noches
th risk
defines
usholding on to weather
small talk
is hopeballet but
sometimes just driving
is fineand buenas noches
tiny
dreams( on th couch
i was harassed by everyone that passed me by
in my sleepwaking up was like
a dream )