April 2011
184 posts
“At the very edge of the horizon we could make out the gas fires of the refineries at Missoula, while to the south we could see the lights of Cheyenne, a city bigger and grander than I’d ever seen.”
—holly
shadows
- I know I'm afraid,
- I'm drunk and I'm tired,
- And the city I walk in,
- It feels like it swallows,
- With my hand in my pocket,
- I feel like a shadow,