Wednesday, February 16, 2011

summer. summer. summer

picking raspberries
roadside garage sale
chip truck pic-nic bench
fly fishing for brook trout
shaletown swimming hole
briefcases of beer
one shirt one short
secret camping site
leaking tents
necklaces of fireflies

what a bore we have become
I yearn to stare into the abyss
drink a case of you
juggle coals and fall asleep on the grass

for fucks

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