Posted by Atticus on August 12, 2006, at 19:20:59
Lipless Final Kiss
A moist but lipless final kiss
Wreathed in subway August mists,
The sweet tang of apocalypse,
The echo of past summer trysts
In tune to a third rail’s crackling hiss,
Once the color of purest bliss,
Now the gray of fading wisps.
- Atticus
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