Mrrf.
i hate when i try to speak and the words get caught in my throat.
Monday, January 21, 2013
ground bloom flower.
furiously buzzing,
spin and spark,
i spat out ten-hundred bitter words
for each of you,
even the ones i like.
but i sputter out to a soft glow candle flame
unimpressive and sorry.
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