random sample

Sep 02, 2009 00:23

12:27 am

"...cluck..."

roar of distant traffic even at midnight

moon's too high up to see.

the fridge buzzes too loud to be new.

dead gnat on the windowsill

my plants look happier. there is more light here.

it's late, and i'm tired and run down, but i want to stay awake.

thinking about past writing; it was strained and cliché.

maybe i'm trying to ensure no dreams?

i'm hungry but not for anything that i have.
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