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full moon tonight

the down keeps me up

needing to crash but thoughts beckon

i know i must pay tomorrow

full moon tonight

what’s your excuse?

if you’re a woman don’t misconstrue

i’m not a misogynist

true misogyny neccitates great admiration

full moon tonight

what’s your excuse?

i don’t care tonight

gonna stay awake till collapse

i dreamed Apple traded

$99.00 monday morning and i bought it

i’m not your type

not your type not your type

i read Flaubert, Zola, Nabokov

i know it’s hard to see

i imagine angels

what do you like in your cup of tea?

while taking care of neighbor’s cat Oskar

decided to replace porch standard white with green light bulb

i hope they like it

they’re burners

they’ll be gone for two weeks

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Written by
michael-reid-rubenstein
American
Published
Aug 30, 2015
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