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Sleep-deprived in open night, you are awake Where everything you say is like an esker On the landing, the same old patterns, old coats; They're fading fast and you have to remember A higher wine isn't leaking through the door, A childish eye, cut on a key that seemed rare. In your safest top, you wait by the fridge, You never did reach for light not easily wrung. |
With a few tweaks, it even works from the bottom up.| Posted on 2015-07-31 00:00:00 | by MyPeriodical | [ Reply to This ] | hmmm. yea. good work. nice to see you back. how ya been? | | Posted on 2015-07-09 00:00:00 | by cornonthekob | [ Reply to This ] | |