Thursday, September 04, 2003

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words explode
like firecrackers
synapses in my brain
little sparks that arrive
and leave
just as fast as each other

driving in a beauty
that is so, so ugly to me
makes tears surface
at every other turn
brings tears and
more words
always more words

all of these people
filling roles
i used to be a part
part of that
part of what

ideas at every curve
inspiration in black
black of night

been pushed so much
black of night
feels so warm

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