novembre ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- strapless burgundy velvet and flowers in my hair this is akin to a weather forecast, or more succinctly it is honed deep in the oddly-healed bone fragments of an old southern man's left leg. that tingle tells him when it is going to rain. do you imagine him sitting on a porch and squinting up at the cloudless night sky? close the shutters, pa. storm's brewin. 2:15 am - 08.15.05 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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