sum luvn

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you were conscripted by bandits

life on a perfect planet

perfect planet

I Was Thinking & It Just Don’t Solve

No Dramas

U Dropped Ur Parasol

magretta broke down at the rent-a-car terminal 
six months to a year ago last august. when she
got the prescription she said it looked criminal. 
a bag on the curb, and he’s in the taxi
inspecting the dust on a torn leather headrest.
except for some rusty old  bolts in the carriage, 
this bucket holds, long as you’re not expecting
on plugging the holes in a broken marriage. 
justgimme a minute. he looks through his pockets,
fumbles a tissue and two rumpled lincolns.
sorry, he gestures and tells me to clock it,
unlocks the door and walks for the beacons.
its only mid-may and i’m already cooked. 
just spinning my wheels, but the kickback is heavy
just black and yellow, got red all my books. 
take me to gannelly place number eleven. 
looks like she’s lost maybe seven maybe eight pounds. 
the sun through her hair in my rear-view glances. 
with forty-two miles on the clock back into town,
there’s just enough time for two lost romantics.

tuesday

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