and death i think is no parenthesis: Outbound
We live life forwards and think about it backwards
-Howard NemerovWe passengers ride backward on the train
And train our eyes on what has passed us by.
A cobalt blur composes
Into a woman picking roses,
Who is already fading in the pane
As in the failing hindsight of the eye.
A line of…
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Jay Brannan – The Spanglish Song (22 plays)
The Spanglish Song → Jay Brannan
I can’t picture anyone daydreaming about me. I can’t picture someone thinking about me when they’re laying in bed before they fall asleep. I can’t picture anyone telling their friends about me. I can’t picture anyone getting butterflies because I hugged them, or even just because I made eye contact with them. I can’t picture someone smiling because my name lit up their phone. I just can’t.
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Irresponsible, ignorant people are
unbelievably unbearable.
my first brownie
I don’t say anything
but that doesn’t mean that I am not hurt.
