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above: in the garden state below: times square
it only happens once a year. |
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| - Parting Gift oh illness. aggravated by broken social scene, feist, and last thursday night. extends my weekend and obscures my AM/PM. actifed, (american) sudogest, cough suppressant that suppresses two hours too late. leaving me delirious in bed, like raskolnikoff except i didn't kill anyone. and so i lied wondering about this time/space i now occupy two, three months later across the pacific that i haven't seen much except in cheesy postcard pictures bought for 70 something cents, lying waiting to be written, stamped, sent. too much time awake in a bed raised and unmade. looking over out the window trying to see the lights beyond this campus, at the larger city that i am supposedly part of but never see. trying to perceive/make this place, here now, this moment my life. |
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| so things are packed and lists all crossed out. i turned my stereo off and it flashes "see you." |
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