Sunday, October 28, 2007

today the fall arrived swooping down with cold cold air and a 7 am wake-up call. i slammed the door then jerked on her leash too hard rounding a chicken-bone studded corner. later, after dreaming of a road that rests on a country stream drifting downward, i had eggs and toast in the academy diner. the fall wasn't glistening in the diner, it was just resting there, smirking and/or smiling. when i feel like i'm a cliff overlooking a change it never seems to be possible, these days, to gauge the drop. in the times, over greasy greasy turkey sausage, i read about vieques and thought of donia olga and her blue apartment by the sea.

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