**Putting down thoughts, hoping I'll be so ashamed this is public that I'll fix it :)
The clouds shed snow
all morning.
I ate lunch, flakes
large as nickels fell
unceasingly.
I looked out, saw bare
green grass,
tried to not write of
futility.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
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