Wednesday, December 8, 2010

the task at hand

as i watch and critique fashion shows
my roommate is downstairs weaving
shredded suicide notes and the painting
we painted when we tripped last week

this is my life our lives everything is here

2 comments:

  1. i fucking love this
    and you
    but this poem
    fuck.

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  2. i wanna fuck this poem
    now i feel bad

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