Monday, June 8, 2009

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"aint got nothing, then you aint to nothing to lose," she said
and i laughed as smoke
streamed from my mouth, because she had more than anyone i knew.
that day there was a thunder storm,
and lightning drove me home
scared i might get hit,
and i had.
old aunt of cigarettes and sunken bone marrow
asked me where i had been. out.
out.
out. and nowhere else.
further than the oak tree in the backyard
and higher than the rain in the sky.

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