Sunday, November 6, 2011

Melody

A shivering hand
pressed against machine
a empty mind
thoughtful
follows the light
as the raindrops
fell silently
against the shelter
of the eye
blurring the picture
with the neon light

And
in the middle of the road
lies a stone
perfectly camouflaged
yet so alone
rain drops dripping
down the top
bringing the
melody to a stop


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