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Sunday, June 12, 2011

Recent Birdsong

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Anthony  entering 'professional treatment.' Surprised to hear there is now specialized treatment for  stupidity. Yet needed.


No description for the color of the cloudless sky as I walked tonight.The sidewalk led me from twilight to evening....

Dear January, SO THERE. Love, June.


O Monday, I wish you were as easily thrown off / As blankets on a hot summer night.


Yesterday I was out enjoying the day, and today I'm on the inside looking out.


What  is good for: The place where you can track the insomnia of all your friends and family.


Finally the leaves | A tardy, lazy spring / A winter that won't go away / Hesitant trees, slow to fullness


Let's lash thousands of tanning beds together, tie a million helium balloons on them, and pretend it's the sun. Like in UP, only less sad!


Rain a snare-drum staccato on the skylight;birds a cacophonic chorus, strangely harmonic; the piercing-then-fading moan of the faraway train


Judgment Day | Who knew it came in May? / Even after waiting, anticipating, prevaricating / Sometimes words paint better pictures.



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