Monday, May 7, 2007

The Street

I say i want i want i want, and he says, circumstance. On the street, I lean against the stone ledge marking someone's front yard. All of our arms are crossed over each of our respective torsos.

It's okay, I say. If this doesn't come out the way I'd like, I'll just channel it into art.

And I am. And I will.

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