Apr 05, 2006 22:51
ventriloquism, oh
you wooden dream
appeals
to my fogged wander
dark up 128
and your
unwashed
hair when our clothes
stuck like August to Farmington.
Someone’s picnic driveway
I buckle you in
recede into monologue
appear
again, ancient
thicket in Solon, our first.
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gotta love Maiineeee
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I think i knew they existed, though.
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and ive also been to the petroglyphs...
with YOU.!
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when did we go there together?
you must have that confused with the time we ate 5 lbs of peas on the floor of billings sisters apartment
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i definitely went with you though and i have NEVER eaten peas on billings sister's apartment floor. who is billing's sister?
maybe i do remember her sister but..i dont think that pea thing occured.
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and you and emily and i went to the store to get food and we bought a huge bag of snap peas and ate them raw
and i went to the petroglyphs with nate...?
we are in trouble if our memories are already failing us, which mine obviously is.
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