2006-09-13.07:58
its over
its over
I have to give up the ghost. Trade the dream in for a sliver of reality.
Its time to take out the air conditioners.
Goodnight summer and your red baloon. Goodnight comb goodnight brush. Goodnight mush.
Hello sniffles and fall jackets.
-John Powers
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Chapter 37 - snowbound; trapped in a sleeping bag; mild panic & guitars Poets Have Big Balls NYC - synonymUS Anniversary show 9/20!! FL - Archives of Poetry Is...(The Interviews with Lizz Straight) Sou MacMillan to feature at the Cantab Lounge
