Friday, December 11, 2009

11-25-09

everything starts to feel the same

small spaces with nothing to say

can't stop fiddling with my keys

dig the lighthouse before it's extinct

no five word poems, george!...duh!

listening to albums from high school

forget having to wake up early

eternal, maternal, fraternal! the colonel kernal

these curtains are really very nice

two people here wear striped shirts

what is the point, you fuckers

red and yellow hat groovy groovy

today was a very good day

this poem has only six words

that poem has only six words

- kitty, jesse, george, & joyce

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