a bit of a kiss
this first snow: the city night a
study in shadow, light
snow kiss
a bit of a kiss
this first snow: the city night a
study in shadow, light
a bit of a kiss
this first snow: the city night a
study in shadow, light
Large gloopy flakes / The Indiana bank erased and redrawn behind slow snow/ Sunday morning in the land between the bridges / new moon and a dirty head / On the shop radio country music / I am turning 50 next month/ I am almost old enough to understand
Drive the tattooed car up the hill after a night of waiting
on river spirits to speak from cold choppy waves
the unfalling snow in the air wet enough
to need gills yet here
we must be content dry siders
with our sorry make-shift scuba gear
strangling our songs