Sunday, November 05, 2006

Full Moon

wind roaring tall oaks thrash full moon clouds thin inky wet asphalt leaves black rain not exactly balmy crash lights flash sun rose potent bright morn hot pack sweater peach linen shirt enough pause runway savor day cloudless bounty pouring down north land slowly lost plunged fog murk darker descend blind sudden sight drops tear past we're down green gold home

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