pg 48


August 16, 2009, 10:57 am
Filed under: Uncategorized

the sun shines through a lonely screen door,
my stomach doesn’t want more
coffee, keeping awake
isn’t the best idea
i should bake.
or post
old poetry
from when
we used to be in step, in time

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