Distractions.A Poem by -Glasses.Classic.The interactions we're compelled to be onlookers of when other things are needed.Pause. Play; "I like the person you seem to be." Rewind. Play; "I'm sorry." Rewindx2. Play; "Whatever you write in this journal write as if you are writing to me alo-." Stop. Fast Forward. (Take out of casette. A polaroid caption of a girl running a hand through a mess of hair.) Present. No need to have a casette of this you never know what's going to be recorded as you live so make the noise, and sound, original. © 2010 -Glasses.Classic.Author's Note
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