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my_window
bethany i take a certain pride in not having a stock 467 window, the kind you see in dorm rooms or doctor's office waiting rooms, anymore
my window by my computer is sea green framed with an other window and the stripes that make my room
gold in between mind you
that i painted my room
and that when i'm out i wonder if my windows were closed
and when i come home shut them
or leave them open and smell the sweet dogwood
or a few weeks ago the magnolia i planted along with the sweet connecticut sea breeze
i'm drunk with delight upon coming home and seeing it open and yes
i close my window for the night
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unhinged the wind blows cool breaths in the room. artifical lights magnify the dark. is that a runny nose you have? you should really see a doctor for that sniffle. you have to go to the bathroom again? there really must be something wrong with you. oh of course, i have allergies too. a trampled cigarette butt on the carpet that looked like it had been misplaced from the elements. everytime i see this girl she's packing weed. yeah, that was really fucking annoying. even my shoes hate her. we were just talking about what it would be like to trip balls on the 31st. are we rollin? anybody wanna roll? and make sure you dilute it with water cause it'll really burn on the way down if you don't. i hate the taste of anise. i'll call you in the morning if i can come up with the cash. my arms shake when i light his cigarettes. it is so cold out here. 020507
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god the fingernail is the window to your can opener 030313