Friday, July 19, 2002

pocketed smiles

thinking aloud. acting all proud. dreaming of wishes never meant to be. the dream of the stream and the simple flow from arm and elbow. stop to wonder. a wish and some thunder. groping and moping and rhyming the timing. all balanced stupidly on the back of the mexican sunset. the days go by without advancing and the smiles get pocketed for a rainy day.


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