anyway this storm says she'll scour you with science,
hots and colds and friction,
electric chrysanthemum blooms
Thursday, June 17, 2010
did you ever see a sky quite like
on the roof just now i saw someone watching me open my arms to the golden rain and animal clouds, in the old folks' building across the street, i saw them as i turned they darted to a more secluded window, that is the first rule of watching, no sudden shameful movements
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more poems, saraaayyy. they are leaking out anyways.
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