raw blow/Rob Lowe
and other
nonsense
poems
Monday, April 2, 2012
it's not so hard to smile
at a stranger
or a friend
to be infected briefly by joy
but they go on
and I feel a heavy
stillness
that weighs somber
and thick in silence
or cold darkness
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