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stare with dots
empty plum glass
textured plexi highrolling insomnia
exchange the sound of smiles through liquid
standing in line to relax
blade of grass
flat trees swirling structures
fake fans, real air
imperfect posture shifting inside disease
rolled up drawings leaning on pocketbooks
stained teeth the floss doesn’t fit
she she she
pluck two hairs transformative pencils
difficult whitespace
asphalt bananas and an empty stomach
no vision no smell
gaze in the mirror at bodily functions
heavy eyelids
sleeping inside remember
you fucking amaze me…
Comment by natalie — July 21, 2006 @ 8:07 am