This one emerged yesterday afternoon.
Projecting like the local multiplex…
(I prefer to think of it as daydreaming)
Empty vessel for now.

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{ 2007 06 13 }
Jason Dufair’s weblog
{ 2007 06 13 }
This one emerged yesterday afternoon.
Projecting like the local multiplex…
(I prefer to think of it as daydreaming)
Empty vessel for now.

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If I am ever to touch you, I may cry a hundred million tears-unshed, welled up just behind my eyes They aren't tears of loss Those have been let out for now There's much more to lose and more tears to cry But not right now They're tears of joy I've been saving them up, a few each day Since the moment I was born
Posted by jase on Wednesday, June 13th, 2007, at 11:21 am, and filed under Poetry.
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jessica
| 13-Jun-07 at 11:39 am | Permalink
wow.