Cars are laughing through their Teeth
Dragons warm us from Beneath
Street Light Wall Eyes do not Blink
Into the mattress I do Sink
My skin attempts to Crawl Away
It may happen on Another Day
Toffee limbs Memory Creased
Pain warms gentle Mind Released
She is here but will not Stay
Made from soft Memory Clay
Subconscious Correspondence
Waking Dreams Slowing Cadence
January 16th, 2012
Atlanta
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