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Tuesday, June 30, 2009

burning hells




former celebrations,
last years excitement,
depp appearances,
those fun things,
and vocal remedies













fruitful out of towners,
ginned up hands,
clashing repetoires,
melting metalcore,
and spazzing pits













slurring graduates,
forestry business,
possessed fires,
painful nextdays,
nonsensical speeches,
and refreshing contenders








headbanging phonies,
nontraditional waitresses,
hazy visions,
chronic individualism,
evacuating friends,
and dying reputations






Sunday, May 24, 2009

weekend clones




window bird mornings,
abandoned homes,
springtime sunlight,
rattling heaters,
disappearing gasoline,
and respectable sheep hats










bickering artists,
crafty cuttings,
excusable dinners,
using ceramics,
untouched salmon,
and great meal aromas






filled plates,
blackout midnights,
innocent gaming,
ambulance protocols,
drizzled loose kids,
and thunder bay troubles










hearing lake sounds,
running out of bottles,
scratching plates,
huffing heroes,
and reminiscent board games












drenched guys,
avoided telephones,
loudmouth folks,
bathroom lineups,
sketchy youth,
and whimsical fridays









smooching wives,
pickerel missions,
babbling waitresses,
indoor legalization,
camera groping,
and penny sparing cigars







 
 
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