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2008
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February
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5:01 am and is there any other soul in the world
02/28/08
sweet-lipped boy your wrists writhe positively serpentine
and somehow you find the light in me, i didn't - i forgot - i lost
the map to my god, my poetry - i lost the fucking guts in me
but watch out now, birds of prey coiling black feathers fanning
o u t and arou -
another day
02/05/08
it is her birthday, and she cries and smokes.
she relies too much on the weather.
the sky is black as burnt muslin, clumsily extinguished by rain.
today she is twenty-three. nothing momentous. but still.
it seems that it should feel different. special. marked.
but it is
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5:01 am and is there any other soul in the world
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