Saturday, September 29, 2007

i m ages of fat women
in un natural pos es
fram ing things::

we have tired ness
in our back pockets
it flattens out
because we sit
on our asses all day
and finally,
after 8.5 hours,
its big enough to fit
over our heads
and blinds us
just enough that
its easier to close our
eyes and lay down
than struggle and walk around::

tempered outings
carping tidings
grieved punk
select swan singing::






saw andrew bird tonite with friends.


good nite.

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