Monday, December 25, 2017

25 december

a night that goes on long enough to turn excitement into wonder into worry and the hurry is in bursts but the works have it all and the kitchen sinks when nobody's looking though the booking is solid and there's no standby need with a feed we can't swallow and a hollow center -- a mentor couldn't help you learn it -- just earn bits and pieces to paste together and the weather continues on -- words to a song that nobody knows though the door is closed and it's time to take off --

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