Red Rot

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everyone i know has told me a story about when they were naked

everythings a puzzle parable rhyme
and i am drew barlow in my imagination picking me up in philly to sing in jersey and les mis himself into my deflated heart

you smile where i stress and untangle the predicaments i pile in my muscles

i want to be like you, for we are living the life as it comes and it swallows and it sleeps and it swims through the days; when he is sick and you are calling i am happy, planning weekends and thinking about you naked, out hoe-ing in the garden

10:42 p.m. - 2006-03-02

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