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Sunday, March 26, 2006

CRESTING CRUST

sometimes always attracted to the park
shady afternoons, nightly nights
more and more mornings end up in here

from late lollygagging to work walks and
sleeping pass out pad bjs stop for this
now it's

sod sofa or choose the bench or
sink feet sink graveyard 1 grave
11,000 in 1 city block sing
about gallows and these trees

we just drink Powers and pricy
micro brews no libations anymore all
they were was poor or whores or homeless

but we have digital devices make us
look like ghosts new images
for myspace profiles