Thursday, March 19, 2009

March 17th, 2009

the geography of our anatomy
the history of our heartbeats
the people they've beaten for
our thoughts dedicated, brain waves.

a textbook version of what we're
used to, of life and love and hate and
indifference.
this is what I'm used to.

I can't remember your face or the smell of your hair
(but I remember the yellow of your enamel)
I can't remember your face or the smell of your hair
(but I remember the yellow of your enamel)
I can't remember your face or the smell of your hair
(but I remember the yellow of your enamel)
I can't remember your face or the smell of your hair
(but I remember the yellow of your enamel)
I can't remember your face or the smell of your hair
(but I remember the yellow of your enamel)
I can't remember your face or the smell of your hair
(but I remember the yellow of your enamel)
I can't remember your face or the smell of your hair

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