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His words in my throat, his ankle in my tumour
Written 2006-07-20As I lost the world
I gently cut off my hands
Buried them in the tall grass behind the house
and got drunk
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Haiku
Written 2006-07-14Now you grow silent
And only I know you still live on
In breathing wood
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"And, you know, with your hair like that? It hurts to look at you."
Written 2006-07-08"You were scoping my legs, and you let the stupid door shut. You must be so hard up."
"Oh, oh, no. Leave the tights on just a few minutes more. Please."
"So according to this she was born yesterday."
"Come on, let's try to look alive. I know we all have candy hangovers. Today, we're going to be visiting Mr. Dickens' world of dark factories, grey skies, lost souls."
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Haiku
Now you do not breathe no more
Written 2006-07-07I held your hand
as the last petal fell down
to the ground
I held your hand
as I watched your face unwrinkle
eyes still open
I held your hand
the night you laughed so hard
at my snowboots
I held your hand
looking like a cosmonaut
you said through tears
I hold your hand
although you got there first
free diving moons
I hold your hand
so tight they call the hospital guard
to pull me away
I still hold on
to every breath you took here
with me on earth
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