tonight, the sky is underneath us

9.12.08

after my walk with Sam through the city, this came to mind:

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road chalk water and powdery caffeine on my lips,

he dressed up to leave.

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I want to create two-liners for all my friends over Christmas break.

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east of eden
the only strand of communication between brother, sister, companion, lover, hater, observer is a two line telegram.

yellow paper