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sigh adolescence

age 15

i yawn and ponder the violin you play holds no meaning but the water running clear across my face does seeing it flow in mass movement ..

fluxuationfixation separated by superstition my lazy eye meanders as your slow tongue paints my black heart blacker salt tears evaporate mid..

you touched my hair hard i laughed i laughed releasing air and you touched my trembling breast bruised i laughed i laughed releasing air..

beady mice scurry around the tomb chiseled rock gran ite on sits the sullen worm unching half-finished unto the placid earth only to meet ..

i sit in that field of corn knee high (by fourth of july) with music in my head and watching those damn clouds go by. we used to drive f..

i stood in front of you, ocean i always think you're speaking to me, ocean until i turn to the side and see the rest of the world standing there..

the trail of your fingers left a mark on my neck you didn't see the speed bumps and wipe your hands across your mouth, and laugh. the worlds rev..

what a tactful way to put it boy grievances of mine flutter to the floor like candy wrappers i focus my attention to the blades of grass that se..