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worm hole mantra

a conglomeration of words collected by a nail biting scorpio.

Sunday, January 24, 2010

rain wonder

hit
mute

to find
rain,

refrigerator
humming
hymns.

no room
to write
lately,

boxes,
lawyers,

kids.

so soon
contemplating

mantras,
underpants,
biz.

girl titillating

a new moon,
a fresh man,
mist.

knowledge
for too
long,

and
too sure
of

becoming
just

this.

thank you
for knowing
me

rightfully
as

is.

Posted by julia.harriet at 9:00 PM

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i don't know if i use commas correctly or words for that matter. but these ramblings come from a little book i made for my dad. still making.