[Posted to Xanga 3/30/11]
fluorescent floating
sterile, everything through tinny ears
dreaming my driftwood dreams
Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Poetry, for the first time in forever
[Posted to Xanga 3/30/11]
a bitter familiar fruit
with drunken flesh and pills for seeds
there's always a catch, and this time
it's waking up
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