I still chew sweets, not suck;
take photographs of nothing,
like a widowed shoe.
I smoke too quickly,
because cigarettes are apples
and nothing can match a first forgetting.
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sometimes I really can't write anything
Written May 31st, 2005
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if this is what you come up with when you can't write...i wish i were you. this is oddly wonderful and intriguing. you write very well.
~kat

