poesical whimsey
just a mish-mash of stuff i have written over the years NOT in chronological order
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Wednesday, May 26, 2010
Missing
Seven in the morning
Sitting awake
Rainy-wet floor
Damp clothes
Half-written story
Gnawing in the gut
Black coffee and cold winds
Cigarette packets
Emptied in the night.
A litany of missing you.
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