Thursday, Oct. 23, 2003
leaves
its the time of year
when breath freezes
on cold dark evenings
& leaves fall from trees
children skip through them
so do eighteen year old girls
in red duffle coats
rainbow trainers
and black furry hats
singing from the bottom of her heart
im nothing more than a line in your book
as she smokes her cigarettes
plays with her telephone
and smiles
thissidedown at 11:10 pm