Monday, July 26, 2010
oh boy hi
welcome back to the fucked generation
when we last left our protagonist
the tomatoes were yet un-ripe
the locust tree out the bedroom window stood still waving
no-body had swam in the warm salt sea waving
or been stuck in germany twice
to come back and fall in love in perpetuity with the prairie
a sweetness in cider
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