Monday, November 17, 2008

Blown Away

meaningless memory less existing this all-time twinkle belies file room diligence blown away leaves have to be raked up fall wet yellow grass like shards of sun whirlpool computer artifact "why am I haunted by places I'm not sure existed" chimes unlike thinking unaccountable apparent lingo lovable in spite as though my better represents authentic trauma

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