Sunday, October 30, 2011

You'd Be Damned Lucky

You'd Be Damned Lucky

A sandwich board kid practices cajolery on an empty street.

School is an empty bottle around the bend.

I once saw a statue of Jesus weep blood.
The guy showing the movie put his heart into fraud.
The girl I was with took pictures... tried not to laugh.
Sorrow is a field of fractured dream-bones.

Maybe emptied high desert towns are private journeys.

Torn realtor shoes decay at the pink bottom of an empty pool.

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