Sunday, October 11, 2009

Turnthesummerintodust.

Seasons of turn overrates.

Another that came and gone. Same story, different character. Great to see what comes out of it. Trader Joe's samples. Do I like it, or meh? Gets better every time; ends worse every time. Can each season sort of run the same path?

A string of random hairs, usually slubby. Each off to a slow start but finishing off heavy. Affairs trudging in circles. A pocketful, make it two. OD-ing on espresso equals over regulation of heartbeats. High or confusion? Clarity?

Stomping reckless in the city sun provides surreal moments. Pity of the past.

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