poems.
a few (mostly) unedited poems. I promise nothing.
Friday, June 18, 2010
vicodin
vicodin
is like a
calm dream, that lulls me to sleep,
over the moon and
diverts my attention from poetry,
innocuous, but it forces my
neglect.
(hopefully I'll be back to 100% soon)
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