January 23, 2009
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what she is really writing on receipts
boot in the middle of the road
tossed off at the corner and rollowed
shoelace lost on the right side
the world is gray
and the ring of salt turns everything
a shade more dingy
but the boot in the middle of the road
is still as dark as night
that resembles more of roadkill
and i am very glad to see
it has never been alive
nothing is lost
the loneliness in me
a lump from a distance is just
a boot in the middle of the road
