the daily match
past present potential machine.
Monday, November 19, 2012
Restless.
I walk. I talk. I shop. I sneeze.
I'm gonna be a fireman when the floods roll back.
There's trees in the desert since you moved out,
and I don't sleep on a bed of bones.
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