Sunday, May 30, 2010
Unfinishe
the grass that scraped my legs (when
did I start liking shorts again?)
poking up from beneath
the blanket weave. everything between
the partly cloudy sky the air full of heat
and evaporated water and the grass again, crawling
with ants and time. it's like the dentist numbing
my mouth, except it's my brain and
all that I can feel is the hum
and buzz
of something unfinishe
Get it? Anyways.
Fun fun fun.
I feel as if I have more to say about this, but I don't know the right words so never mind.
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i like this. i understand not knowing the right words, i write/wrote a lot of nonsense that never really seems to capture what i mean.
but yes, fun. in case you were wondering, my parents bought me cap'n crunch... CEREAL PARTY. now i'm going to go write about it haha...
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