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britbratson

Ode to a terribly wet hen

Apr 19, 2006 05:22

Everytime you're near, It's my countenance I fear. The days wan away into the visceral vastness of sedated summer days when the jigsaw will lack your poignant piece. My eardrums are tired with the nocturnally occuring notes, tickling with the sickeningly painful PANG of my thoughts sans joyful melodies ( Read more... )

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bashfulkarly April 20 2006, 00:29:17 UTC

little brother, i hear you on the radio waves.

<3

junkymonday April 21 2006, 04:16:16 UTC

This is beautiful. I feel everyone you meant it for.

britbratson April 24 2006, 08:30:53 UTC

You are beautiful. I am moving back to Little Rock in approximately two weeks. I got a fortune in a cookie today that said something along the lines of "It is time to call a loved one who is at a distance from you." I want to see you.

junkymonday October 18 2006, 00:22:49 UTC

Dear Ben-

It is raining. By which I mean, everything outside is wet and shiny and the light on the greenhouse shining across the parking lot into my window makes the cement look like an ocean. I feel like I am on a boat, except I can hear cars going by and I know there are no cars speeding across the ocean. Also: I do not think I am rocking.

Sometimes we are like the ocean and we are endless and colorless and sometimes we find the shore and then we wander in different directions and we never speak. I would rather be at sea with you than leaving footprints around an island going opposite eachother.

My love is all for you, dear

-Molly