Caustic Resin
All
Fri 29-Jul-1994 23:15

that one bridge we always cross had different stillness today
both sides calm and you could almost touch
flat.still.calm.
i heard dogs, music, then i saw people in that place i've never been
the last thing i remember when i was thinking about it
was smelling the smoke and it was dark too
like those leaves that fell were burning

by james bertram
