remember that night at the saint dinette.
how the stars twinkled for us.
halloween leaves blowing...
down the sidewalk in front of us.
how someone threw pennies at your feet.
you said never mind the pain.
because it's only a dream.
and other things I'm not sure I heard.
it's a calm and peaceful morning.
except for some distant looks and coffee.
that made me stop and think.
about all those halloween leaves...
she says come on home and stay awhile.
but my mind is spinning.
my body's shaking and I'm cold.
and I've forgotten how to laugh.
sven.
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