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The train of thought is derailed
the dog is sicker than I am

so much so that I know

I must look up to see bottom.


Is it wrong that these blues stayed

this long. Time split, no longer on

my side, the game of love is not

my forte.


I feel like ennui's friend. Rut stuck.

Sleeping would be easier since
love is a war strategy I'm losing.

Play on music, I will stride the notes
and drift away like a feather

on a rogue breeze.

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allets

10-23-12

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