March 21, 2009

...and the lights drops...






... and the lights drops...
their dirty luminous night
the traveler tells a cherry pie story
while the day set the fire soon,
she's going to tears, squishing her sadness
'till blossoming morning,
handed a piece of grainy joy...

and the lights drops...
stay there at least till dawn,
together they hope to smell the cherry pie
morning

and the light drops...