the sieve and the sand

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mates of state

SO ANGRY

poetry

breathe in.
breathe out.
but it’s still the same.
repeat:
in…….
out……
now shut the eyes
and plug the headphones,
while dialing up some mates.
and maybe things will be better
by the song’s end…

March 8, 2011 Jared Abraham Tagged mates of state Leave a comment
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