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| carey | the night is dark and sometimes very empty. other nights it can be full and have a lot of brightness. contrast fills the sky at night and can breath dreams into my head. | 050908 |
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| camille |
words creamy like milk a hush as listless as a still buoy in a quiet dark ocean awaiting it's next voyage the prick of a sea urchin in a salty sea like a bird sting or bee chirp a memory like swiss cheese grinding the years mountains of seeds covering mounds of flowers wisteria tree with buds like purple pudding ticking of a clock counting the days hours minutes.. take it off the shelf walk out doors set it in the lake and watch as time floats and fish bite hands pointing it's due course April 25, 2005 Camille |
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