Friday, January 12, 2007

Breathe in
And count to 10
My face becomes the rose
That the Circus Animals gained
While performing in the apartment
That seemed completely white and green.

Roly-polies couldn’t roll better so we can’t stop
Laughing when the mad hatter becomes the
Musician on a borrowed keyboard
And I’m covered in apologies
Lean near the screen
Breathe out

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