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Saturday, February 21, 2009

cinnamon steeped utterances filtering into the hall

I admit that I'm always putting the most thought and sincerity
into my conversations
with the universe.



really:

I'm here talking to myself

a thought drifts by...

I should be worried.






right?




I catch that thought
tuck it away, quick.

because to be honest,
just between you and me:







this is the most sane I've ever felt.

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