Tuesday, April 27, 2010

dead dead dead

take a shower, can it
i've got grief ascending out
like styrofoam sierra
allies on a fated planet
red yarn runs in spades
shamefully across 3 states
i'd take you home forever
rock and dwindle like dead letters
and i am dumb
i sit back speechless
watch this become
lost generation novels
irony and empty bottles

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