porridge and kettles
turn yourself inside out.
Sunday, February 14, 2010
the future takes time to buffer
all these secret books and special codes
i want to run in alleys
deep, gravelly nights, wet lights
we all have a secret future, every
day. mine stays hidden most of the time.
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the unholy atlantic
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the title of this poem is enormously nerdy
February 14, 2010 at 4:37 PM
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the title of this poem is enormously nerdy
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