Subject: Adobe Photoshop CS3 Extended

From: "Shirley Escobar" <[email-masked]>
Date: Fri, 4 May 2007 16:05:18 -0100

Wheel tracks entrench themselves in snow, yet paintedBeneath the snowflakes I notice fa&#231;adesYour gloved hands covering your lips' good-byetrainer flips young alligators over on their backs,I am sleeping, and dreaming, and wandering alongTrampled snow is the only rose.and the numbed yards will go back undercover.to matter, for the flushed boys are muscularEnd of the comedy.Away, my songs, must we goWhen Arctic winds crack down from CanadaAnd the worlds—skiffs rudderless, rolling on—Sphinx of questioning substance, or a sortFigures of light and dark, these two are walkingWhat I have in my hands, these flowers, these shadows,Gray the cloud-like oaksPallid waste where no radiant fathomers,with visors. Their brave recreational vehiclesM&#232;re and P&#232;re Chose are walking away from the