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June 01, 2005

one year

Ryan Walker

stop being a totem pole
a cloud moves, the sky brightens, a bird calls
my bird answers
shut up bird
you've ruined everything, sun

the sun ruined everything
and school ruined the rest
let me back in the sewer
the oxygen is chaffing my gills
I slit my last Tan-tan
in October, now I have nothing
if you ask what I'm wearing
Black Banana No. 4

I have many new feelings
necroflagelum
one of those little tails
dead people get
nice, yes, but she looked
like she'd just fallen
down the up escalator

Posted by Rock Heals at June 1, 2005 12:30 AM