tonight the stars will share a clove with me.
they’ll laugh at my silly scarf
and my brown socks with my black converse.
and my lungs will scream with each freezing breath
and every choking drag
(but i wouldn’t want it any other way.)
because if hot is to hell like ____ is to ____
then Heaven must be a cold winters day.
filled up with snow angels and angel fish and angel food cake
[even geometric angels? angles?(sp?!)!]
and tonight i’ll walk down Oxford Street
with angelic voices in my ears
and a redmagicmarkingpen in my p o c k e t
and Orion in my eyes
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Written December 7th, 2005
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I can't pinpoint what about this I like so much. Since I can't, I just figured I'd go ahead and let you know that I do like it, a LOT.
And don't ever let me catch you wearing brown socks with black converse!
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