Saturday, April 30, 2011

-for Justine Carrelli in Philadelphia-



phosphorescent
grey —

the dance drifts leather-
flat as rare smiles cracked
to move your mouth.
phosphorescent
grey —

tuned-in
to perfumes of gentle
stone.
does it melt in your
eyes
phosphorescent
grey —
is your hair spun-
blonde
still
    city
        sweet? 







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