Tuesday, February 8, 2005The Road to New OrleansA silver car, picked for sport Oldies on the radio, the banner Displaying song and artist Like a neon bar sign, the imprint Burning my eyes from watching Dry from too many tears, the salt Stain on my cheek, permanent My smeared eye liner wiped By my shirt sleeve, my lips white Traffic passes, a... Sign in to see full entry.posted by MiaElla at 9:35 AM Comments (5) (permalink) |
