the inside

one long lost
you'fe got your special seeds
that'll always lead you back
to tomorrow and into the sky
where the next one will be
yours and better. so smile
your sundance smile and
lean heavy back into your
chair where days burn by like
humming brids scattering from
kool-aid buckets.

2004-10-22 | 6:03 p.m.
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