the late night turns into early morning.
i cannot find it in me to rest my head before two am.
i am not tired. not weary enough.
though i cannot find it in me to rise before 11 am
bad habits. mood rings.
i want to buy a ring.
you'll think its cool.
its all blue.
or indigo.
i feel alive and free.
whole and real.
beautiful and cared for.
fresh cut smells, two times.
thank you for your patience.
tears are falling in response to a yawn.
goodnight.
i guess.
Monday, August 23, 2010
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