Sunday, May 24, 2009

ice ice baby.

my ice chomping habit has only exponentially increased with this hot and humid Texas summer. 

[My Rosy Red Summer]
Crisp cool water streams from green gardened hoses
Iridescent smiles appear amidst the pink placid roses
I pick and I pluck and I reach for the life
Removing the roots with a spare pocket knife
Pulling and brushing, I place them in water
Aligned in a vase, I perpetually father
Curiously lifted to dry, rusted petals
sour aroma emitted from malleable metals

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