you know i could stay.



but i guess i'll leave.
since i been told.

i'm looking at the door.
it's attached to a porch.

there's walking space out there;
maybe a tree full of cats.

maybe you'll see me.
waitin' for you.

to find some more words.
'cause there it is.

the end of my idea.
lyin on the ground.
a day after a rain.



like a broken kite string

04/01/2009

Posted on 04/01/2009
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