Monday, May 25, 2009

hurry.

i did not find what i expected with my silence. i found reasons why it might not work, most of them with roots deep in the soil of fear. and meanwhile, i continue to act suspiciously.

summer, hurry here. hurry me away, and i'll hide in your distance and your lazy days, and i won't have to make up my mind yet.

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