couch night

        sleeping cold on the couch
        light creeps in through thin blinds
        no sleep.  don’t care, you’re here.

cold uncomfy couch night morning too soon
with my love

December ’05

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This blog is the collection of my poetry and prose, in chronological order from most recent to oldest.

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I am usually singing words as well as writing them, and make lots of other art. You can find me & my other art at any of the below links. x

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