28 february 2012
Ground Zero
A web of vericose cracks
tip-toe across the concrete
on the walk way behind my home
I come to from time to time.
Here, I can always breathe easily
under the artificial light
and Februrary chill, then
feel my worries float away
into the cloudless night
under the eternal song
of flourescent lamps.
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