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December 24, 2009

Feather

feather


feather

words

words

fall


soft

on

crippled

eyes


oh

eyes

cannot

see


cannot

cripple

feather

lies


oh

eyes

fall

foul


to

soft

crippled

lies


fool

for

getting

words


:

quilt


my


lies

.




Best

queens


i thought
in the car haze
that this week
was the best week
in ever and ever.

then i got home
and he told me
that he waited
.
.
.


i think he made
me sick.

i think he made
me sick.

i want to tell my mother

i think he made
me sick.


Christmas

mute




i only cry on christmas day

because I'm supposed to be

i only cry on christmas day




like we never want to on

mondays to sundays minus

christmas days

i cannot
on any other day other


it’s col.d.
outside.
see that it’s cold

so we huddle
broken twigs
over the fire

so patiently
wait brittle
for our ash

then we
can be
together.

for another christmas.


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