Friday, August 10, 2012

I'm making a gallery your
the main subject, Ill only
subject you to what you
already think to be
your filtered reality
I admire you're spirit. I
want to wash over you like
that storm earlier today.
blew all the branches off the trees and left
dead worms on the sidewalk.
I feel sad they were
good to the nature man
holding it all together
peace to the week-- inspiration
to em all.
His hair flopped over his
face and my hair flopped
over my face and we kissed but
not for long

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