[p]honing in
< i,ve found its important to note' that is' once inherent interest has
faltered' that the only true/
well' actually no' i told her... . this isn,t quite the need we had planned'
nor is it any sort of implied hope or flamboyant rope tying she,d expected/
i lied.
but speaking of fortune telling' have we forgotten the countless notes passed
between cookie crumbles and salad rolls? it,s not me it,s/
and let,s not forget why we/
and occasionally' i must fail to admit' this isn,t all the reality to hand over;
i,m floating along that old salty river flowing all directions at once
/skipping stones and/
why,s my neck so broken. you said/ >
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why’d you stop posting? did you stop writing?
Comment by k — June 25, 2008 @ 10:01 pm