2010-03-05 - 1:46 p.m.
Your suitcase on these uneven surfaces sounds learning a dog starting to growl Whenever it feels like there are 1000 massage parlors open for business in my armpits, there is nothing to shop for I would like to continue to live in places where writers die of things like colon cancer And in a place where we can forget the thermostat wars fought in apartment 13 in 1968 between Bill and Katie And in a place where leaves get mixed in with rocks by wind and hard things crunch under the foot Where a hand can find the pedal pulse and females are known in advance because of the hyphen
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