so what about these grey walls (feb 07)

so what about
these
grey walls

and
these drab

troughs

of conversation?

so what about
these
sideways glances
fake grimaces,
these tales of
tears that
flood this room?

for last night
under the moon
i lay on a bench top

staring
up
at the night sky

drinking it in
with a hot chocolate

and a

beautiful girl

warm in my arms