Thursday, January 17, 2013

Random Love Doodles

An instant has as much to do
with time or you as time or you
have got to do with endlessness.

This is the sort of streaky mess
you’ll get from me when it gets cold
outside, and gray. Though we are

warm inside, and old, and good
for nothing in a sneaky way.
I love the stuffing out of you today.


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