and know
there is a black place
with stars
and it is your heart.
Friday, November 11, 2011
Sunday, November 6, 2011
swallow don't spit
and when
it tastes like sadness on your tongue
sinking in and staining -
swallow don't spit
it tastes like sadness on your tongue
sinking in and staining -
swallow don't spit
Friday, November 4, 2011
NaNoUhOh
Oh man. So tired. Far too tired to care about my sad little characters and their sad little lives. But no worries, I'm only say 5000 words behind. Maybe six. No big!
I keep having great ideas for poems though...
I keep having great ideas for poems though...
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