stole the sunday
daydreaming
creating
too old for that
unfortunately
that'll never change
occupied a space
left an aroma
cooked and cleaned
remembered his forearms
while i wiped the counter
bought fresh bread
in the freezing cold
indulged in my fortunate
circumstance
Sunday, January 11, 2009
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