Robbed
Walk down street: fast, slow.
Boy and gun are tremulous.
Bye bye, wallet, bye!
I think I'm a Medium
Think it's second sight
Predict: coincidence? No.
Control with my mind.
Insomnia
4:15 am,
again. House creaks. Eyes heavy.
5:30 am.
Weather
Sweat drip drips. Skin stick
sticks. Rain, rain, please, rain. Break heat.
A breeze would be nice.
Monday, July 26, 2010
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