Apr 05, 2005 11:30
just once,
out of all of the day
hearing laughter that
is with you,
to hear just once
a laughter that is at you
can make all of the laughter
that youll hear after
sound like
laughter at you.
pass a little faster, Day
that i may once
again hear
laughter with me.
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I wish you'd call me.
Cuz I can't call you.
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if you tell your mother, or anyobody else, somehow in hell, grammas gonna know, and i dont really feel like telling her why or how or what kind of shit has happened to me, because then ill have to listen to what she thinks i need to do with my life, and expectations. and crap. and id get that from your mom, too. and i dont want that. dont you see? im just getting on my feet. ive got my own expectations. and i cant wait to get back to oregon, because i hate this godforsaken state.
so. would you do that for me? not say a word? thanks. id do it for you.
thanks.
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try to enjoy the time while you're there. it will pass faster than you'll realize.
by the way, love your poem.
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how are you anyway?
as lousy as I?
hey, I should be in Houston for Mom's day, whenever that is...
-your hiero
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maybe. i am fairly lousy at the moment. went to new orleans this previous weekend, though. that was pretty cool. but now im exhausted.
youll be at your mother's? or where?
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