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Keeping up in Washington by ~xtape:iconxtape:



it was somewhere before Astoria,
where you only needed to lift you chin
to point out where
we ought to go.

this old fashioned face
broke midnight with a light
that is only seen in pictures
of childhood birthdays
and perfect first communions.

under this quiet western sun
i waited in only
woolen stockings,
allowing the field mice
to swim beneath
my curled chest.

i knew children
would have walked
the state if you lifted a hand
and promised it was safe.

still, i waited
broken thighs in october
leaves, when the grass was ripe
and the grapes still green.
©2006-2010 ~xtape
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i am too drunk to profread or make sense of this

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:iconflamemc:
Yep. :thumbsup:

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if nobody speaks of remarkable things, how can they be called remarkable?
:iconzeish:
somehow put me in mind of the Pied Piper of Hamelin...

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~lsh
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I'll count the days till my dreams take over...
:iconstupidvagina:
fudge.
if i wrote drunk poems like this i would be a very happy drunk.

anyways, wow with the field mice bit. i mean seriously. you should have a book because i would read it often.

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I itch & pain all over
with hate of time &
tedium Save me!
Kill me!

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