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Saturday, December 30, 2006You are Me in the MirrorMeanwhile we attend to details like monksand argue for lost moments. I steal glances of the passing beauties but you just ask them for cigarettes. I am will, the man says, but you are addiction running me over. I sit by lovely knowing I can kiss her and blame you for my hesitation phases-- thinking and fidgeting a gin-empty flask. All I could say comes down to fifteen paces. Straighten up, boy, put down the rubber mask.
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Inner dialogue is weird and creepy.
We need more poetry in our lives. The first two lines are my favorites.  posted by Cadet Ledet : 3:27 AM, December 31, 2006
i like the way the rhymes happen. i love "all i could say comes down to fifteen paces" -- so constantly true. and the rubber mask... strange.
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