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and to think i saw it on floyd terrace

Tim Martin's Sonnet Project

Wednesday, May 03, 2006


perhaps it’s negotiation
visits like past in dickens
that stitches & cuts
if it’s to be enough
when no one believes in time
but fights seasons anyhow
i am on the el train home
and it should be springtime
this cracking wind romances
i like my coffee like my women
dark, bitter & better in morning
only strangers look lost
along statues on the parkway
looking for just one sign
to say help is on its way


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