28 April 2008


leaving soon. this state; these affairs. a door that isn't made of anything. the underside of undecided, still, without choosing. a recent recentering, flawlessly floored. setting off the flares. a feeling of losing hope of late. scratching to come back in. snatching at shed skin, she has eaten her fill. sentimental bruising. life inside this cartoon. anything goes; the door is closing.


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