Poetry, photography, whatever is in my head when the randomness escapes.
Sunday, December 15, 2013
Worn
Trodding this lonely road
Scuffed and worn boots
Raising puffs of dirt
Rocks rolling along
With forced perspective
Gaze downcast and low
Fat droplets of cold rain
Chilling as they run
Down the neck
Jacket collar upturned
To no avail
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