She almost called you to talk about the dead cat.
Your crazy memory seems to have dwindled significantly
but we know it would be a mistake, we know it would be disappointing.
All the cool blue afternoons could not take on anything other than
a sour pall or malaise, and the boredom killed
with such a dull slowness.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
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