Non-Erotic Poetrylate autumn blues
i lived 'roun here through two winters
on this stone bench next to Albertson's grocery store
i've spent my nights through two winters
on this my stone bench next to Albertson's grocery store
october ends i feel the coming winter
but there is no spring for me no more
Wlodzimierz Holsztynski
© 2003-07-17
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