May 20, 2008 23:55
and i tried to be
like the Man who
doesn't talk too much.
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i skated down the street
with pretzels and plastic wrap.
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i saw something i felt i'd felt
once before:
two candles in cups with
a tray for support and
indian markings in between.
alone, the table,
a coffee sport,
or a dream
twice removed.
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a bunch of grown up alcoholics
pretending to be mature.
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"Daddy: how much bad things do you
have to do to go to
jail? Say you got a lot of
tickets, over and over again?"
There is so much stuff in there
it feels like an elephant's on my back!