Jun 16, 2007 16:59
A white sedan crashes into a tree
a fence
a freeway barrier.
three separate moments within fourteen hours,
separate, yet somehow the same.
in between all of this: i get lucky.
and now,
nothing.
he wishes for lucid dreams
i tell him: careful what you wish for.
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light rests for remote control seas.
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between prose and verse?
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