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Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Orange eyed

She sat 
orange-eyed
glassy
at our age we have to be careful who we fall in love with
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Under
Mis
standing on her
head
I wonder about her sentence

wonder
a
n
d
e
r

thru streets hightop trees
yellow cabbing buttons
cartoon caps
wrapped 




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