i have so many dreams
that they are like leaves crushing under my feet

i find myself this time of year
always this time in autumn
this one instance of time and space
questioning the choices i have made

no regrets is the single greatest utopia of all time.

But forget it
red wine or cold beer?
these are the choices i face
on this first cold night

10/29/2008

Posted on 10/29/2008
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