Le Poeme
Le Poeme
Thursday, February 12, 2009
It's Late
the heat turned off for the night
about six hours ago and it’s cold.
The clocks stopped ticking,
they were tired and went to sleep.
the rabbit is sacked out under her chair,
and the city is dark and quiet.
it’s time for me to go to bed.
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