January 2012
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sick on new years eve
cough cough blech
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your ribcage looks like a palace
for royal birds to flutter
I want to fold my fingers into origami swans
and live behind your bones.
I want to live in a place where the ocean moans songs to sand dunes…
and footsteps leave marks like broken leaves
shattered against waves and roads and shoulder blades
across every empty street and alleyway.
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I somehow ended up on martha stewarts website
in the diy handmade gift section…
now I am overcome with the desire to hoard buttons.
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