ghosts of those still aliveblandly enshrined in blacketched in helveticaa few still labor herebut most escaped the storeleaving a worn lanyardand a company mug
10/14/08
thirty-eight years come Decembereyes still strong, but blurs are forming
a hyperactive mind can't restas cluttered as this office desk
trillions of thoughts from all these years in biochemical amber
do I get to think them againwhen the blurs turn blank and opaque?
10/12/08
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