Love During Wartime
Chevaux de Bataille and Random Quotidian Thoughts
Thursday, August 19, 2004
Blue Day
It's a blue day.
He's wearing blue
and walks in green.
He smooths his hair.
He drinks green tea
with honey.
He wades through
intricate verbal courses
toward the afternoon.
He tilts his head.
He's wearing blue.
It's a blue day.
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