novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- fingers tracing invisible lines between the moles on my arms somebody pop this mood like an overripe blister for me -the best thing about hearing beautiful songs for the first time is the undivided attention, and feeling your insides smile. -i am remembering the rhythm of the elephant's hips and shoulderblades as she walked under me, shifting my body from leg to leg like a constant, thudding drum. -maybe it will change and lessen with time, but i truly believe that you will always love me. -i helped build a constantly-being-built playground at the berkeley marina yesterday, painting broken row boats and picking up stray nails. took pictures of kids flying above my head on the rope pulley. looked hard and found the golden gate bridge in the distance. 11:54 pm - 07.31.02 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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