spiteful summer

May 19, 2008

spinning thread, tendrils, tacit thoughts tearing traceless tracks
tears, wet with anticipation, wind down cheeks of grass and cloudy meadows of the mind
schizophrenic terrors, night fears running down the chaser,
vodka shots and bright lights, door tables and bad television
memories made of protein strands, egg in water from the shattered shell, boiling into a solid form.

iced coffee wistful herb gardens good friends poor wine.

Mine.

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