Thursday, May 13, 2010

you ought to be in bed.

poem is at three and a half pages, with four items of notes (three related to the poem, one requesting a specific birthday gift(s) at the beginning of school, which I will likely not get). still going.

I only know when he
began to dance with me
I could have danced, danced, danced
all night.

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