Wednesday, February 14, 2007


(5:55 A.M.)

There was nothing to do.

The snow was taking care

of covering the streets,

a few cars were carrying their passengers

in careful ways, the stars

were still on fire

all over the far-flung universe.

His fingers seemed to be working fine

by themselves, and his blood

was bringing gifts to his cells

without any special help from him.

Also, the lamp on his desk

was doing a fine job of filling

the little room with light,

and he noticed that his mind

was filling up with thoughts

till it overflowed like a fountain.

Plus, the snow was still successfully

spreading out across the town.

Oh well.

He leaned back and let his coffee

come to his mouth.

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