Stephen Dobyns

Apr 19, 2006 00:19

Pursuit {This is my favorite.}

Each thing I do I rush through so I can do
something else.  In such a way do the days pass -
a blend of stock car racing and the never
ending building of a gothic cathedral. 
Through the windows of my speeding car, I see
all that I love falling away:  books unread,
jokes untold, landscapes unvisited.  And why?
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sistersam April 19 2006, 19:12:34 UTC
Here's a poem...i'm an aweful friend...

hey ya i thought i put you on ignore oh well i guess i forgot to i will make sure to when i get home though i dont wana talk to you jessie or nikki anymore i already made that clear to nikki and now i am doingthe same for you you cant even fucking so much as call me back the last time i was in town when my mom died fuck it u cant make time for me then i have no time for you P.S. FUCK OFF AND DIE!!!!

-That's a post i got from Shaggy on Yahoo. He's very upset...I feel like shit. Although I thought I did call him...

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yin_twin April 19 2006, 21:15:57 UTC
For all we know he was wasted out of his mind and decided not to answer.
That's damned harsh.

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