The ambulance ran off the tracks
the panicked tunnels teem
in the once dim city'd pitch
we licked salt from wounded soil
it made us more thirsty
like a picture of a man flying
the cloudlessness circles
the blaring nimbus of our halo
and still the sky can't blink
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
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