a prescient pollen
it’s
on
me
— all in my hair
time
under
the weeping willow
put it there
you brushed yours off so easily;
mine seemed to stick, a little
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Tag: hurt
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where to now
his effect
I suspect
was much more than
it should have been
no particular destination
as She sat in the station; guarded
among real riders none of whom could have been more present to her than her thoughts
telling all her business silently
March 17, 2012
dirtless’ dogma
Magnificent, Mystical ME!
the only way you’ll have it
…. apparently
The Magical Me
and that’s the
One I’ll be
Thank You
Prohibition on
true
intimacy
so what’s the key to
my je ne sais quois
quality?
the dirt that Formed me
hardly!
ranked hands don’t
do
messy
AVOID that
………. Eternally
and the dirt that formed you?
you came; you
conquered
true?
so what’s all this to do: of No
threshing
through
the Hurt
Is
the dirt;
What made
you …
You
RETRACT
All That**
look
!
I’m perfect too
and that’s how we
do
The You
Love
me; and
i love you
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