Influx-Outflux
my prosthesis
Sunday, February 8, 2009
tire
i wish you could spare
some conversation
it's been so lonely
across the street
and all i need are a few
gossamer syllables
and i could fade away,
just as easily as
clouds bring rain
that soaks our socks.
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