Thursday, July 8, 2010

news (speed, not ready)

i can't wear any more hats.


i am so worn -- each time there is fresh air, there is one more jet flying over me with exhaust pouring into my throat. i am seemingly well, but quither under each breath.



'as the body is ravaged, the spirit grows stronger'.



can feel it

can't take it



won't someone take this flower away  from it's stem? better yet, why not water it in kind?

i wish i wish i wish.



once led here. now unclear.

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