Communicator, cooker, drinker, poet. Grew up in a mining town, wore a hard hat.

Thursday, June 15, 2006

when i'm fucked up

i can't feel
words, can't
remember
them. they
look all wrong,
all of them.
beethoven.
jitterbug
perfume.
beets.
beer.
save
me.

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