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Snow Fall

December 30, 2009

Snow and smog swallow the sky,

melt roads into pools

of headlights, puddles

of sickly street lamps,

yellowed fog amidst haze

of off-white, smell of decay

begs treatment, but all I know

is escape, spatial amputation

from an infection slowly swallowing

the world.

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