ipw's bike race. speed city.
i like it when people put sticks in the sand
drunk rock say "hi, hello lake, hello word, bye"
been writing a lot lately for one reason or another. non blog stuff. i've also been enjoying my recent found slow reading method.
i cant tell how many ways
a conversation comes to mind
when speaking within my head.
all conversations
as one way monologues
or with anticipated responses.
simple and sweet
is what i forget
every time.
that is the hardest.
sweating turned steam making way
for coolness under layers.
my stomach grumbles at the thought.
"i need a western burger"
grumble grumble
lets talk soon
something simple
over something sweet.
pie? apple?
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