Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Hum little hummingbird


Dusty windows
unclear pixels
I see you
I see you
Shadows of all the places we've been
What you said, what a brand of bread reminded you of
Your home
Your ma

I shall remember the small things
They live among me, among us
forever

A Smiling form above
you look at me
I cannot see your faces
But I know that you smile at me
I know you two, know you too well

The train moves faster than our changing points of laughter
Moves through the usual route

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