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Morgan Neiman Jun 2010
I have lately become concerned with the overflowing bottle inside of my bag

Not the one half filled with liquor

But the storebought 8 ounces of water

Distilled from the mountains of somewhere I haven’t been

It’s not so much that the fabric is wet

In fact, the whole thing is very much dry

It’s just that I’m terrified of the water

- which i feel so certain is leaking out -

Staining my last 5 dollars

That pretentious book I’m reading

And my favorite picture of you.
Morgan Neiman Jun 2010
The image might have improved

Had I not known

That the fantastical sparkling rain

Cascading into my hair and before my eyes

Was your heartfelt but sorry attempt

At fulfilling

A ****** childhood fantasy of mine.

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