If I am repaired, can we meet againfor the first time, in all of the places I have feared to go, and then, again, in all of the places I will have forgotten, if I am repaired?
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Here is the desk drawer in which all of my odds and ends are kept, tidbits that would otherwise never see the light of day.
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
'A Song I Sing Often and Quietly to Myself', or, 'Lament of an Old White Slave'.
ReplyDeletedo you have any idea about how many times you have hit on your thumb in your life?
stephanie
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DeleteI often make my own lyrics to the tune of popular songs that would make me very unpopular indeed, but it helps cope with the humdrum shit in life!
ReplyDeleteThose hands are meant for working and that's just what they'll do...
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