magma chamber, vague valley
if I could talk in spelling I would think a bee
30 October 2014
Too hard
Watching you from the porch, socks up to my knees
There are kitties up to your joint ends
Kitty smudge
A bigheaded creeper.
We spend all these times
With our passwords
With a cigarette
With the neighbors in our rooms.
Shut me off
I'm too hard right now
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