not even the simplest fantasy of hope--
new love
a lottery win
a break that I won't blow
or that God will allow--
can sustain me now
amazing how the years have evaporated
to this residue of withering hours--minutes--seconds...
Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip Milito. All rights reserved.
Friday, October 19, 2012
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