Split the knife
split lip,
I am a lover in my sleep.
I trip over you
you are 5 states away,
I falter around local corners.
You probably stumble
around streets too,
but it's not because of me.
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
Just in Case I Forget to Confuse Myself More
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