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breathing deeply

friday morning late

Tuesday, November 12, 2002

woke up under a canopy of white stone blocking the daylight from my dreams puppies cryin coz they're missin their mama since the last minute she went away to the kitchen and i drove for fourteen and a quarter miles to the edge of the universe while the blue sky poured heavily on about a thousand horses running on a steel dust road looking for a reason for the orange colored roses to drag their skirts to the ball and they laugh when the sugar clouds touched their cheeks and their tongues so my mama tells me wake up sweet little dearie catch the train to the moon

memory

Saturday, November 02, 2002

and there were
certain fragrances
in the air
that stirred up thoughts
drew memories
of people
places
and moments
so vivid
as though
they were there
happening
again


journal entry on 05 february 2002