Saturday, April 02, 2005
one week break is over and it sounds great
who knows where I am going to be next year this time
face to all these spare times, I should say that I don't really care, seriously, I have no idea what to do with them
let the days roll
Poet says with her maggots at 1:50 PM
Wednesday, March 30, 2005
gradually, I see myself laying on that river valley, waiting for the wave to bury me all the way down
Poet says with her maggots at 10:23 PM
Sunday, March 27, 2005
and I
and I
come around
I always do
for you
this will never happen again
Poet says with her maggots at 1:30 PM