Le paradis n'est pas artificiel …

May 26, 2004

city tanka: highrise

across from my place
a man wakes in the morning
and he becomes just
a dress shirt in the window
broad cotton back, pale sleeves

Today I graduated. All I can say about it is that at least my expectations of disappointment were met.

Posted by Delire at May 26, 2004 11:43 AM
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