Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Tuesday, Jan. 12th

  • Sun bursts
    through cracked
    white doors

  • I'm like a
    baby's bottom

    Smooth
    And sometimes
    EXPLOSIVE

  • As she ate
    chicken noodle
    soup and
    sobbed,
    she revealed a
    heart,
    a life,
    that has been
         robbed.

  • Fortified skyline,
    clouds dipped in gold
    returning,
    becoming home.

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