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Jan 18, 2006 02:53

Stop. Just stop. Please just stop.
It's been a long time. It's been too long a time.
Please stop. I've told you. I've told you often.
It's been a long time and I've told you often.
I told you. I talked a long time about birds.
How they swept clean lines across the skies. Please.
Children were singing. I told you.
Singing while lines swept the sky. Please.
I told you while the sky swept into exhausted white.
It's been too long a time. The white seeped like cold.
Into the veins of yellow lines. Into the cracks of the sidewalk.
I told you all of this. It's hard to remember.
It's been too long a time. Please. I'm white too.
Memories excised. Pasted over with thick white.
I told. Please stop. I fell in love once.
It was a parking lot. Children were singing.
Her hair swept clean lines across the skies. Please.
They were black. The feathers of her hair were stiff against the white.
And she was singing. Children and her were singing.
They were singing against the sky. While I made mistakes by the instant.
Every motion a mistake. I've told you often. Please.
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