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tonight i drift
between mexi lager
and sips of tea
another night
forced to home
by pathetics
and all my compassion
rather than raining on them
ends up in the bath

20 Mar 06

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ah the pathetics.
i like that.
mine are drips.

7&8 is an interesting contradiction i like.
i feel freshwater after reading this.
 — bettalpha

short and sweet, deceptively not so shallow after all.
 — listen

Hmm.... interesting.  Never saw this little gem b4.
 — aforbing