Sunday, February 24, 2013

BREAKTHOUGHTS

1
it was winter when i started coming up,
now its summer and i'm going down.

2
i guess i thought it would
be a different scene of different
atmospheric pressure and i was right.

3
there is no break from the move -
i slip, and slice a line through the
grass, and he takes me out.

4
i guess i knew i was this
way of curves and holes.

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