10.21.2008

i sent it to her

she had a blue dress
on the ground with sticks and leaves
me breathless, watching.

10.12.2008

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Pull safety pin.
Operating is instinct,
And all fires, gone.

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It is too late now.
Gurgle, bubble, fizzle, brap!
Angry guts of mine.

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halves halves and more halves
on halves, i've wasted paper
never feeling whole