I fold up his letter and put it in my pocket.
These brain waves scribbles reply but filters the doubt
orange pulp from the juice
I don't know how to be a two.
There is only one glass in the house.
Friday, March 7, 2008
Setting the table
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Some letters are best not read. This I know.
This is true. And some letters are better unwritten. I know this too.
But we're always too curious. So we write and we read. And write and read...
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