Thursday, November 16, 2006

rossville breezeway

fall is death
breath cold, visible.
the sky like bondo.
seems very near.
wind whizgigging, punishes.
leaves dance to the dirge.
eyes sweating steel,
smile cracked.

1 comment:

Steve said...

Hey Tim, it's Steve Hoffmann. Just wanted to log on and tell you that this poem sucks. That's all. Just kidding. Good to see you writing. Hope things are well for you.