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Oct 21, 2007 07:22

sirens and walking home; i'm thinking, "you aren't even worth reading a book to." which is not proper grammar, as far as i know.

it says, "yeah, sure thing" at 4:08 AM and i did not expect it to be so soon.

it says, "a poster on the wall: 'why is my washcloth in a different place each time? why is it moved, when you know it is not yours?'"

a different exchange i expect to be dealt out in blows, a final form i will give up. i will vanish into it with my cheekbones a pulp and my eyes swollen.

today on the walk to studio, the wind was fierce (and still is). i had the urge, the feeling of vivid energy sprouting from the base of my shoulders, outward while my arms are spread, the wind blowing, shifting my body and i laugh laugh laugh.
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