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Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Saturation Point

A FINE MIST OF HAZE
The wind backs down the
tide picks up & we’re no different
counting every ripple in the heart

BURIED IN WHISPERS
All night long the sea from which the rain is quote
Love made known
so that the Earth might speak, Ocean
sing

SUMMERTIME
Your daddy is a millionaire
Your mother is a contest winner

THE FLUORESCENT COAST
The sky turned a kind of
bleached blonde color that
stained our eyes

LONG PAST GONE
You provide the sleek shadowing
& stark exterior logic
I’ll handle the employees