... The Cold Spell ...

Monday, May 17, 2010

a walk under the clouds

I wish I had a backpack
in which I could put all the memories
all the streets, alleys
all the people I love
and I could carry it around with me

so, when there come moments like now,
I could have had a short walk in those alleys
and cure the pain... the heartburn...
at 12:48 PM
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