this_is_not_you
sab
cirlcing
circles
and
circles
and
circles
again
my
girls
throwing
up
a
sheild
only
to
find
that
its
a
mirror
gazing
into
words
you
never
wrote
with
your
dna
all
over
it
everything
i
touch
ends
up
with
with
my
fingerprints
crazy_spinning_whorl
s
of
oil
and
guilt
painting
myself
into
corners
only
to
find
that
others
jostle
for
space
in
my
head
this_is_not_her
unknown
but
not
voiceless
and
everything
aches
041212
...
applegirl
why
won't
you
stop
it
and
stop
041212
...
applegirl
and
where
is
you
and
why
won't
you
just
tell
me
about
the
woman
that
was
me
and
why
wont
you
believe
me
and
why
do
you
keep
dialating
my
eyes
in
false
fright
and
why
wont
you
let
me
be
041212
...
sab
theyre
words
inspired
by
your
own
babe
words
once
out
into
the
world
are
free
to
flit
around
and
inspire
others
,
or
not
art
is
there
for
all
if
you
share
your
thoughts
,
you
cannot
be
surprised
when
someone
responds
the
form
responce
takes
is
up
to
those
responding.
parnickt nict
my
heater
tells
me
and
it
slowly
burns
through
my
blankets
and
i
roll
over
and
dream
still
further
041212
...
applegirl
Since
you
are
not
the
fairy
girl
that
i
had
imagined
hallucinated
that
was
mocking
me
then
we
can
sit
and
drink
tea
041212
...
sab
tea
in
cracked
green
cups
placed
carefully
on
uneven
tables
under
the
shade
of
the
tree
at
the
bottom
of
the
garden
one
for
you
one
for
me
and
a
couple
jsut
in
case
others
happen
along
tea
and
jam
and
scones
devinshire
grins
and
tarnished
little
salad
forks
the
path
is
paved
with
broken
tiles
i
didnt
not
create
them
all
my
path
is
paved
with
borrowed
words
but
that
does
not
negate
their
beauty
i
smell
sausages
but
dont
let
that
put
you
off
in
my
hair
is
the
woodsmoke
from
last
night
and
empty
little
carapaces
of
a
red
haired
girl
on
stilts
echos abound
and
ne'er
a
truer
word
was
spoken
041212
...
dafremen
saw
you
there
saw
you
so
true
much
truer
than
I
ever
knew
was
pulled
to
the
ground
by
the
weight
of
your
smile
laid
there
a
while
just
then
,
my
dear
my
remaining
tears
flowed
into
your
teacups
green
traced
the
cracks
and
settled
there
with
the
memory
of
the
sweetest
girl
i
think
that's
ever
been
and
the
scones
were
gold
with
butter
twas
the
truest
thing
I've
seen
that
I
might
ever
see
til
I
see
you
there
again
and
the
sunlight
runs
like
that
butter
through
your
hair
041212
...
applegirl
i
will
bring
the
apples
that
i
injected
with
poppy
essence
hand
them
out
of
my
basket
and
we
will
be
dizzy
on
apples
and
the
tarnished
forks
will
play
tricks
on
us
with
the
glints
of
sun
and
we
will
just
be
laughing
at
the
dust
in
the
air
and
the
pollen
on
the
bees
that
go
everywhere
and
try
and
find
the
pollen
on
the
people
that
are
acting
like
poppy
flowers
041212
...
Bespeckled
I
liked
this
one
,
daf
.
041215
...
stork daddy
that
was
nice
daf
.
041215
...
garth
party
on
daf
041216
...
as usual
that
sucked
,
daf
041216
...
vacuum
that
sucked
daf
041216
