this is my moon
Sunday, July 25, 2010
Found Some Old Poems (Details)
this one has a renewed relevance!:
your little bear's nose and your laughing
girl's lips all pinkened by liquor and kissing
a cigarette each make me crumble
and wither inside; their perfection
reminds me that all things are fleeting.
8.2.09
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