Me and Martin Scorsese
Bipolar Ramblings of a Southern Poet
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Strayed
by t.o. crow
July 19, 2008
Love leaned
then snapped
us back
like the spring
of an old screen door
Back
to hearth
and home
Back
to lukewarm
STORMS
Suddenly,
Rain
fell in
torrents
leaving behind
the Scent
of slow
DECAY
along with the
PROMISE
of new
beginnings
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