New Poem

here's a new poem. i wrote this on jan .18, 2009. it's untitled. i hope you like it.
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it called to your attention
that melody smell
hanging in the air
dressed up quietly in a different depth
you almost couldn't tell
where authentic black and white ended
and Anton Corbijn began.

cameo pins
tell the story of a life
in that untitled winter -
trash cans full of cigarettes and Jack Daniels
scissors cutting time on the grandfather clock.

something in the way you called it home
and i cried
when i put away my prompter cards
i think i finally
taught you a thing or two.

by conversations end
no words to exchange
only a look when everythings been said.
we can't open mouths to say goodbye
it seems too hostile
for a spring rain to end its sigh on