grasping a small stone
she walks to the pile of wood
sweat begins to spring from her forehead
hand washes head, head bathe hand

but she still feels drilled and sticky

sinking behind it
lights a cigarette
scratches her knuckles

at the forefront of her mind
there is both a needing

and a mantra

that helps, she's found
when she starts thinking lonely thoughts

one day,
not today,
and that's okay

(wasted time)

07/02/2008

Author's Note: Feels so good to be alone - Joanna Newsom
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Posted on 07/02/2008
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