Tuesday, January 19, 2010

(via Metafilter)

"Tsarskoye Selo"

in the cold and the rain i flourish
i love it when all
is gray except the stoplights and the
car lights all is slow
and encumbered and complicated
by extra steps fatigue
makes you drop things and they break and the
credit cards always
want more money more money and when
a truck cuts in front
of you without signalling you throw
on the brakes and swerve

Hoyt's own version of "The Pusher".

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