it's_time_for_another_poem Death of a Rose the heat, and slow street escape. how the light shines down in halogen grey. it would be uber in the moment, but it isn't. it's just another dark moment, wondering why and smoking. i guess that the corner restaurant will have a small sip of awakefulness. i tip my hat and wait for the concrete walls to slowly still...still. . 130104 what's it to you? who go blather from