Wednesday, April 29, 2009

untitled proem

upon thinking of not much but walking w/ nicholas as he stoops to his bughunting on busy alhambra blvd there was an unfocused memory about an old friend's father who died years ago from lung cancer he must've been in his mid-40s and adjusting the mind's camera for a clearer picture at that moment i swear a bicyclist swept into frame w/ his t-shirt stretched on the muscles of his back and there it was written TODAY IS A GOOD DAY TO DIE whereon i turned to see what nicholas was holding in his hands


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