Wednesday, November 3, 2010

nouvelles.

Bad news: I feel quite a lot like a rotten tomato, and look precisely like one.
Good news: I'm really really
really
happy.
Despite everything, you know?

...And that's good news indeed.
Conjured by um, maybe around
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Carry

I want to carry you
and for you to carry me
the way voices are said to carry over water.

Just this morning on the shore,
I could hear two people talking quietly
in a rowboat on the far side of the lake.

They were talking about fishing,
then one changed the subject,
and, I swear, they began talking about you.

Billy Collins

that's all, folks

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