Thursday, May 14, 2009

...single seconds...

*

he wanted to know

why he couldn't find

himself a fitting enough

bed realizing it was

actually the blanket

all along

*

he hoped that your eye

gets better and that

his mind finds itself

with that very same

hope of self improvement

*

the first songs of spring

are not bird songs

he said

they are really catchy,

from ice cream trucks,

that repetitious song

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