Factory Song
April 16, 2013 § 1 Comment
peanut
butter roasting
factory song mill town dream
simpler times still fill glass jars
swirl fill
Ways A Way
April 15, 2013 § Leave a Comment
you’re a
Once Over Man
deep in pretty country
the world owes you nothing ignore
that you
are sheltered cant
you see like a boy who
needs control of his destiny
you stuff
Worried
April 15, 2013 § 1 Comment
earning
my burning rock
in the center of my
chest, like all the rest of us flawed
humans
Failings
April 14, 2013 § 2 Comments
furious pile
of laundry
mocking my
meager efforts
so what
I rocked as a mom today.
I say fuck you laundry.
I can do dishes tomorrow…
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Grass
April 14, 2013 § Leave a Comment
that
sensation probably didn’t
indicate a crumpling
but a concentration of sleepy muscles
crippling my youth
