.
Bird in the holly,
eye roving.
At twelve o'clock
confetti falls
like mountain snow
in the city.
.
White roofs melting
in the new year's sunshine
bright as winter. Come join us
in the cacophony
of icy silence.
.
It is another year gone.
Another slice of time
eaten by the winds
called yesterday.
.
Lady A
10-09-12
114p
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