Buns and Barbs
It's never too late to pretend it never happened. Lie. It's prettier than the truth.
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Sunday, November 9, 2008
In Dreams
Barbara, I dreamed you were hilarious
last night. Line after line
I remember thinking
I’ve got to write this down.
And I did.
Now I’m awake.
I can’t find dream paper.
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