Sunday, November 29, 2009

my mind was as clouded as the fog while i was driving down my street to enter my driveway.
i rubbed my unshaved face, prickly like a cactus.
i braked, only to notice that i didn't want to end up at home.
i lapped the block several times while trying to come to peace with everything that was happening around me...


not this time.

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