Saturday, May 16, 2009
 | these days the sun and rain they come together trying to squeeze in through the same doorway trying to be needing so much to say i am here these days i sit on the porch and drink beer tucked sideways under the eave slowly sip drip and wait for a signal for two bars so i cant tell you again i'm trying to catch up with you these days she wanders around with a deep cry of everything and wanting to be in the water at all times and i have to say no that the water is polluted and dangerous and that it is time to go inside and cry ourselves to sleep again these days i wonder how did i even make it this far? |
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