Monday, April 16, 2012

I heard you weren't happy T.T.

with the things that I said.
It's ok to dislike the narrator.
I'm just looking to extinguish
that red coal.
I hope one day you'll take care
of our sunny terrarium
in a blue glass bottle,
but that you'll pour out the end,
the dregs, the lees, the grounds,
the remains,
into the garden.





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