8/07/2010

9:50 PM

VM

And yet now the only living boy in new York
Could quite possibly be some of the most beautiful vibration
My ear has heard
I have got nothing to do today but smile
They said
And when we stumbled upon the strawberries
And the latches of safety
Today
With greased chins
Kernels of equal rows
(honestly it is true. Check.)
We knew we needed to jump in
Shine shine shine
Smile
We did
Beer in styrofoam
Spinning berries in an
Otherwise static
Joyride
'stop! Stop!'
'please stop spinning!'
'the ride hasn't started yet!'
I love not knowing you
But feeling like I have
Thirty dollars well spent wasted
Well-turned in our guts
Sweet moments of silence
Sweet suck of air through our strands
Sore cheeks
Faces of five years
Spontaneity
Serendipity
Old (old? Already?)
Friends
With
New loves
Stop-by's
Segregation can be
Annoying but at least we have some
To be segregated from
When I received his words of
His own well mannered
Concern for one he could give
Or take
I knew
(or knew before really)
He is a good one
And she should
Be so lucky
Close hearts
Closer
No words needed to mend
Time
I'm grateful for those people
I just don't have time
For the rest

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