Saturday, November 5, 2011

its november november i love you

so happy i could dance on the rooftop in my underwear under all the stars
fall. crisp and cool, rolls off your skin like the words used to describe it roll off the tongue. isn't this the best time? like today. did you see the way the sun got really close to the ground and then seeped across the grass like a criminal?  just like a criminal, but i saw it, caught it with my eyes. but more than that, i dispatched it to my memory, which recorded everything i need to lock it up in my mind for good

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