Tuesday, February 12, 2008

A Gray Wig

if I could hesitate if I could spin faster who stood at the extreme back corner of his class as if playing Beethoven or Bach counted more than a gray wig if I could catch up with my queue my good friend mentor teacher who later suicided these might match photos of good years together to useless memories the uncorrected present wiser faces marked with genuine experience then scrambled forward in the nick of time

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