breaking new ice

a gift is something received

these words are a gift

on a Holiday Season

full

nights spent alone

on a mattress rapidly degrading

the sound of free youth resonates

- these feelings

- do you read the contours of the color

eyes no longer tired

...a guy sits on the typewriter

in the round room with the piano

yesterday thoughts of force

gone now, are our words touching?

musings, thoughts,

a cart with two beers

empty in near-empty on

chalk-covered eighth-floor floor

a piano is being pushed around

there is something here

though i am fairly certain

no one knows it specifically

sound

and images

the atmosphere is relaxing