Wednesday, April 21, 2010

they came back looking different...

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They came back looking different, acting different.
This time a sweet potato Max cooked in the microwave. Bramble,
who almost lost his life, also Tabitha
who is very stiff.

Hungry I said, not thirsty, you were standing in the yard,
like I’d kill you.

It was kind of an important moment to blame on that island there.
On the news of a good friend,
Say, how are you,
Listen, this time has come down with it, a cold they say,
coughing,

Say, I’ve missed the party
for the third time,
Or someone took all the black pieces from our board game,
small advice on wanting to dance & not saying so—

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