Monday, June 9, 2014

9 june

temporary grounding, i'd call it
had been flying for days and ways without means
seemingly clear
forecast unwatched
botched like a french fry unswallowed to a broken stomach
could have been delicious
holding breath that has to go
tell me less about the fish the specials the fish
cannot think of other than dropdown
tumbleapart in unexpected puzzle pieces
built to last on no foundation
a consideration of hope as the gates fly open

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