novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- january was ajar we had been drinking whiskey out of her flask, sneaking sips while manning the merch booth. i talked to you on the sidewalk but there were people all around us, talking to each other and to us, and i kept glancing sideways but was keenly aware of how your voice faltered when my head turned; i remember wishing i was able to transport us straight past catch-up junction, headfirst into comfort-town. 11:12 pm - 02.07.05 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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