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close enough to twelve

The sound of a yellow
bird at the window
no blinds, only dirty glass
little white lamp casting
little white light
here at eleven fifty seven

you can't tell me
the times i've tried to quit you
like stripping dirty sheets from the bed
now i lay with the sheets off
here at eleven fifty seven

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Written May 19th, 2006

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  • Wind Child
    June 14, 2006
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    beautiful

    ooompf.
    This is a new rxn poetry style.
    Me like. Much.
    Here at eleven fifty seven...

  • anne
    May 20, 2006
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    little white lamp casting
    little white light
    here at eleven fifty seven


    you are amazing, roxanner. i love thinking of time as a place.

  • karabi
    May 19, 2006
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    A very good piece. You write very well.