Icicle memories puddle on the eastern skyline
The sun swings over sparse grey clouds
White oil dericks describe the north
With darker grey clouds on that horizon
To the north-east, simple white cross
atop a dilapidated steeple
Young man in hood sweat jacket and droopy jeans
Drinking his Doctor Pepper
Blonde crew-cut young man, blue hooded sweat shirt
Counting the lunch room
Balding thin monk sits by the western wall
records it all in his little Moleskine journal
6.Jan.05