Apr 26, 2005 00:45
these are fragments of a larger piece of writing...they dont make much sense like this, but they make sense to me
if i could fill in the blanks
if i could scratch out a few things
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eyes in stride, mine trailing behind
with words lost in the universe
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i could lay down on my persuasions and sleep in the daytime and dream in those words
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i ran after blank spaces and chased the corrections and fell into possibility
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without really knowing
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and i can't even be alone