February 5, 2011
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Those angles they flicker
A candle snuffed out in the dark.
A new creation
Those branches
They ache for the sky
They stack up on top of each other
A line of bark beetles
And driftwood
I scaled it once
When my knees were knobby
My bangs choppy
I was caught in between
My arms wrapped around
And I sat there for hours
Until the streetlamps swallowed me up

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annahall12 said...
Feb. 21, 2011 at 3:26 pm
wow i love the flow of this, its really good!
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