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  • weather it.

    just another in a series that dries out your lips. it makes you cough though you have nothing in your stomach. Are you mad or scared?!

    this morning in the shower your body reminded you of a place you never want to go back to
    a "thing" it was
    not you.

    who writes the rules
    that divide
    our head from heart?
    I think I may just know, now.

    you get a wake-up call from your soul
    when you're too fucking-stupid [you giggle at the thought of it] to know what's good,
    for you.
    I Know this is a Moment of madness.
    this fire only burns when I put coal in it.

    by afternoon
    you'll be reminded of the vanity of it all,
    and
    smile
    under cool palm trees,
    with the sunset as your blanket.
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