Radio Shack Hard Drive Adaptor

the nights that I've ever said.

hear you rain.
a wall of water on the asphalt.
heaven does not want to stop
as the days are quiet
the smell of the new season is behind the door
women smile. is laid bare.
rays of a sun that I can not wait for days
began to collapse.
the wool blankets they cry, they will die.
while the nights, those.
you do not expect them ever.
red lipstick. dirty glasses.
sheets.

uncombed hair and skin to smell.
spring is in the stomach.
and not in the thermometer.

high heels and bare feet.
I continue to smoke.

bruises.