Day Break A million suns rise on a frozen windshield I should scrape but don’t. I watch a universe explode in reds and blues and ice hot whites while I hold the wheel mesmerized waiting for the car to warm. © 2005 Tom Harmon
A million suns rise on a frozen windshield I should scrape but don’t.
I watch a universe explode in reds and blues and ice hot whites while I hold the wheel mesmerized waiting for the car to warm.
© 2005 Tom Harmon
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