Blend. Like me. Innumerable
chemistries. Sipping,
inhibiting the reflection’s motion.
2 oceans for the chapter last.
She navigates melody,
consistency. If I have rationale,
it’s the character in this compound.
Gauge assembly in Self. Sip again, smiling,
as it helps. Faster pen belts.
(Thursday, 12/9/2010)
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