and she tends to

come boiling out sometimes the steps from sleepy bedspread arms and into the day a rake queen in the leaves a bleach queen in the mud a college queen in the unwashed scholar cityscape and always coming out bigger wider still than horizon lines that stretch everything outwards that pull cosmological contants from somewhere behind the stardust from somewhere beyond the the primordial atom to the left of first shines first explosions and calling out is all you can do, just me and looks into the sky and somehow that's where you are.

everywhere. always. haunting smiles.

2008-03-16 | 1:42 p.m.
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