Saturday, April 27, 2013

My Endless Winter


(the year with no spring)

they swore at the late april dusting which fell last night but me this morning i’m in the garage melting more yellow s3 hydrocarbon hot wax into the pores of my skis so that this afternoon i can sketch choppy v-shaped tracks into the isothermic corn through the rolling shoulder shaped birch hills hoping for it to never end as i glide into may




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