abandoned sycamore, and cedar
Sunday, September 12, 2010
madness,
for lying down, the color of myself, no sound, wandering around in bhanus words.
debt, subjugation, and decay.
turquoise, silver,
the pulse of a lost moment,
they are notes. they are days.
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