Wednesday, January 28, 2004

Last Night...

It snowed, and I was sleeping under the window
where it looked like dandruff falling from the sky.
Don't get me wrong, it was beautiful.
And it lasted a whole of thirty minutes.
Till I contentedly fell asleep again.
All that was left this morning was
Patches of white, like someone spilt salt on the ground.
All that was left this morning, wasn't much.
As though it never happened at all.

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