She is a lovely
my darling clementine, is
sweet as, day is long
A river, rolling
consistently peaceful as
beautiful as she
Month: December 2011
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Wrought With Thought and Buoyant Loves
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Day Two and the Feast is Ongoing ALSO I Have a Headache From Ingesting Too Much Good Tidings
Charging children and
secret, vegan eggnog is
brittle outer-fam.
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Shopping for Christmas Makes Me Frosty OR “I Hope Your Soup Comes Cold and You Lose a Toenail On Your Neediness
Holiday people
are dreadful. No one sees me.
And I hope they choke.
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Shopping for Christmas Makes Me Frosty OR “I Hope Your Soup Comes Cold and You Lose a Toenail On Your Neediness
Holiday people
are dreadful. No one sees me.
And I hope they choke.
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And the Wintertime Regression Begins as I Slip Into a Consistent and Angry Near-Death State
Consistently, I’ve
been coughing. And nose? Running.
Sleep is a stranger.
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Winter Isn’t OR Delightful December
In winter, sun shines
and snow falls. We are the strong
and lush exception.Brightly shines the sun.
But snow has yet to fall. Damp.
Basking in/outside.
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Theodore Jones Harris-Burgoyne
My dog passed yesterday. He was thirteen years old. Its a weird thing to watch the life of a being begin and end. I’m feeling heavy on it and I’m not sure of what to say. He was my guy and now he’s gone and a part of the big, grand IT. Lots of love to and from.
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