Wednesday, August 26, 2009

between the lines

i am running and think: if only, yes, this single drop of.

pacing the day. heavy under grey.

a placard reads: falter and save your ink.

what becomes difficult to read.

i want to say: please stop by every day.

write this into your schedule.

add: a trigger of lemon-scented products reminds me of you

and floss, flossing mint-flavored.

walking in the street. sitting.

out of ink, postage, shifting intent.

wanting to add: even in that case, it could be like this.

wanting to decide to paint lines on any court.

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