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Eight Letters

September 4, 2010
By jaded BRONZE, Litchfield Park, Arizona
jaded BRONZE, Litchfield Park, Arizona
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Eight Letters

You are warm like
soft novels and strands of carpet between
my toes:


































I love you

You are cold like
freshly vended sodas and icy hardwood
raising hairs:


































Bulls***

Find me a scale,
a perfect balance,
a


















middle

I stream like salt water,
cool and hard,
stinging old memories and new injuries.

You cling like spandex,
stretch,
stretch until that fated rip.

I run like tears,
Salting satisfying grief.

You are still like branches
set deep in trunks,
sway but don't move.

I am r
falling off the page.


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you are c o n s t a n t: fixed like a plane.

I love you






























Bulls***



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on Mar. 3 2011 at 8:11 pm
the.kanguru GOLD, Irvine, California
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;Why is Jesus holding a machine gun?&quot;<br /> &quot;Maybe it&#039;s part of his therapy.&quot;

very cool :) reminiscent of e.e. cummings's style.

although the spaces were so huge! at points i was like .... wow that ended abruptly. BUT NO THERE WAS MORE!