Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Sluts named something

When I was little, there were people around all the time.  It wasn't very quiet, between the people who were always around and the people I stayed with. Now when I'm alone and it's quiet, I hate that.  Mostly I let the radio fill up the air, but if the water is running, I will sing.  I don't even think it's much like singing and what's more, It's tonal recitation.  I see people cut their own way along.  I think I can do that.  Then I fall apart and fall around and fall with feet in the river, fall with feet tucked under the fender. \\



For Julian Today.  It's all I got in me.

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