they pay to kiss your feet

since there's no one else around, we let our hair grow long and forget all we used to know. then our skin gets thicker from living out in the snow.

Tuesday, May 19, 2009


some days, i sit at that stop light and remember the words that were said and the way that it made me feel. and then i dwell. and for the rest of the day, my stomach feels strange and i can't quite get over it.

other days, i realized how much of a cancer those words were. and i rise above it. and float. somewhere between cloud 9 and the ground. and even stop to smell a flower or two.


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