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Butter yellow sunshine
wrapped around hot coffee
with extra cream.
Breatheâ€¦ fresh cut grass and lilacs.
Bacon and one egg
These are mornings without you
smelling of piss warm beer
and cheap sex.
With a note
Thanks for nothing.
| i read a few of your writes the other day so i thought i'd come back.|
i like that the postcard has become a coffee warmer. at least that is the idea i get from reading this, as if it's sentiments have been recycled. or, there is a need for them to be used in a way that is actually useful.
i like too, the fact that those morning comforts (?) come in inbetween. kinda like a separator of sorts. a space. a place to find a breath and pause.
just thought i'd say i like your style.
|| Posted on 2010-12-14 00:00:00 | by isabella | [ Reply to This ] || well i can def feel the anger in this one, and even though its real short you get straight to the point. sometimes even i have a hard time doing that. ||| Posted on 2010-12-11 00:00:00 | by scardnscared | [ Reply to This ] |