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last night
I might
have dreamed
that we
were having a grand time at the
party when you sat down at our
piano and began to play
at which point we (being
dressed stunningly
) sang
and wiped away tears
12 Sunday Aug 2012
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last night
I might
have dreamed
that we
were having a grand time at the
party when you sat down at our
piano and began to play
at which point we (being
dressed stunningly
) sang
and wiped away tears
09 Thursday Aug 2012
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“Hurry up and wait.”
Seems to be the story
of my life
Oh the irony
Making it rain
with babies
08 Wednesday Aug 2012
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Not a fortune
Again
I’d like the whole world to know
I am
on my Paris
Pianos and banjos help
Sky blue sky
The sweet smell
fills my kitchen
More banjos to help the day go by…. This time,
Russian
(Я люблю пятницу)
I could live a life of todays
Finally, a real fortune!
07 Tuesday Aug 2012
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What a beautiful
From awakening this morning
to sung
from Dana
and
another sung with from Heather
and children
and so many warm and loving
the frosting on the cake is
my 93-yr-old mother
Thanks to everyone for your
warm
04 Saturday Aug 2012
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i love you i love you i do
now I’m working in a shoe repair store
and someone is saying, “hurry hurry!”
in the microdream?
in a mocking tone
hard to say
what a world, what a world
a beautiful mind, as they say
goodnight my sleepy microwife
I think I’m smiling up at you
as I shine your shoes
6:15am
you sit
and your posture
all that you are
is like a painting
I love it when your shoes are shiny because
it means you’re taking me to dinner
03 Friday Aug 2012
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I tried
to try.
But I couldn’t.
So I didn’t.
So I’m
not.
01 Wednesday Aug 2012
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What a long and cold
night.
Almost worth it to watch
the steady
progression of
dawn.
30 Monday Jul 2012
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God put on his oven mitten,
touched the earth,
and there was
Michigan.
28 Saturday Jul 2012
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He escaped into the
only
isolation he could
find.
Synapses fired or
misfired,
he couldn’t distinguish the
difference.
25 Wednesday Jul 2012
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I’m listening to the
most beautiful symphony…
wait, it’s
rain