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For downtown today reminded me of you
A rush of emotion with a hard brick hue.


i feel cheap saying you deserve the world. i will never be able to give it to you. on the budget i am on, i couldn't even make payments for a minute third world country at this rate. but one more cliche will be used to validate such an idea, for it's the thought that counts, right? and i am thinking of you, maybe not in a positive light, but the thought is there.
on to more enticing news, one of the collegiate scholars i live with has a screen saver of unicorns dying and decomposing under a rainbow. twisted cannot begin to describe such images flashing in shadows across the walls.
all should be informed that on a packet of raisins, the ingredients do actually read "grapes and sunshine."



i hide my secrets with my open-ended questions in the least likely of search-worthy locations. i hide you on the roof-the side of the chimney where the shingles have been missing for years. i found the shingles one night on a sleep-walking expedition. we ended the trek in the linen closet. wakened by rough roof shingling, sleeping muscle tingling.