Mrrf.

i hate when i try to speak and the words get caught in my throat.

Sunday, December 16, 2012

memorized.

I wake up from a dream, 
it smells like summer,

like you 
and lake water 
and 

--two cigarettes. 

Like my sunblock 
and your deodorant. 

Like tea.

Like the middle of the night,
melon, the beach,

and navy blue.
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