fog

Sep 17, 2004 13:59

i fall back on wood and my heart beats slow. the phone rings to ten and i click hook drop plastic on glass. the cords split, the mirror cracks. forget the immediate, dwell on the should be forgotten. every word written collapses to the last, tomorrow trailing lines from last month. i don't know what else to do. i'll be with him tomorrow and the ( Read more... )

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bonafidesunday September 17 2004, 18:30:16 UTC
beautiful.

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juliatherese September 17 2004, 20:26:04 UTC
(you)
and oh you must be leaving for your train-flight to portland now
i am excited for you, i hope it is perfect

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randomaxes September 17 2004, 22:19:09 UTC
my god. it's amazing words and phrases can exhaust me. in a good way.

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juliatherese September 17 2004, 22:51:21 UTC
you say the nicest things shayne
it just looks a mess to me
but thank you so much
how are you?

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randomaxes September 17 2004, 23:16:34 UTC
i'm doing pretty well. can't complain. just sick and tired of this South Louisiana heat and humidity. blah!

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juliatherese September 19 2004, 23:38:21 UTC
yuck! heh it's funny, my friend kim who you met always used to say she missed it when we were at school (in new jersey) it'd be freezing and she'd say she wished it were seventy degrees with sticky humid sweat
it never seemed very appealing to me

i'm glad you're doing well otherwise!

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Re: Special. juliatherese September 19 2004, 23:39:02 UTC
i don't really know

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(and your icon!) juliatherese November 5 2004, 20:58:27 UTC
Hi, I don't have a policy. : )

Thank you!!

The picture of nick drake in your profile! I like a few of the same things you have listed too, most of them actually;

of course xx

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