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| 02:26am 19/06/2004 |
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telepathic messages
from mind to city
cause the clouds to flutter
and resonate under a hot
moon and a cool sun,
it buzzes inside of
our brains and my insides
because the act
itself makes me nervous,
but your voice in a nighttime
quietness arouses
much air between the distances,
cooling the summer heat
boiling under my limbs and silencing
the clutter in my brain.
telepathic messages
from city to mind
substantiate lost wanderings
into small searches of
courage and humor.
i fall asleep knowing all that
will be content can
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| 04:56pm 19/01/2004 |
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under the iron bridge we kissed
and although i ended up with sore lips,
it just wasnt like the old days anymore.
no, it wasnt like those days.
friends only. |
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