Grey
Grey like the snow, post-December(cigarette palace and a cardboard crown)
grey like his eyes when it rains
walk a little faster
Grey like the gum on the sidewalk
and the tops of your over-priced shoes
grey like willful ignorance
hurry along
Grey like the weight of two dollars
and eighty-five cents in your pocket
Grey like the state of your heart
avert your eyes
Grey like preventable hunger
and cold, naked backs in the wind
grey like the goats on His left.
posted by Erin @ 6:07 AM
1 Comments:
ah! i love this poem even more as i read it weeks after you first showed it to me!
can i post it as a feature poem on my blog??
happy new year Erin! drink lotsa tea :)
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