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 May 2013 uhhhhhhh
Brooke
Now that I'm gone
I see how it's true
That when you're physically gone
Your mind is too.

Mine's in Montreal
Where there's no right on red,
Where I woke up to a roommate
Fast asleep in her bed.

Until August I'll keep dreaming
In French words I don't yet know
And how I'm missing the few months
Montreal sees no snow.
 May 2013 uhhhhhhh
hello
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hello
I like to keep my fan
on at night and
when I get goosebumps
from being cold
I'll think of you
stroking your fingers
down my back
I have memorized they way
Your nails softly scratch
The way your delicate fingers
Trace all the bones
And the way your hands
Rub across my skin
I've noticed that we never say
Anything in these moments
We're saying enough by
Touching
My eyes can whisper
"I love you so much"
And my legs can
wrap around you
singing our song
With a million soft touches
We've forgotten what words are
And how to formulate sentences
I don't mind though
 May 2013 uhhhhhhh
Olivia
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Olivia
All we do is consume
Constant consumption
We want attention
When we're not needy
We want food
When we're not hungry
We ask for money
When we don't need it.
But sometimes we do
And that's okay.
 May 2013 uhhhhhhh
Chuck
For What?
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Chuck
Lost in my mind
Found in a fog
Fighting a war
With no armies
Losing the battle
Winning the war
Forgotten what
I'm fighting for
For nothing
For something
For the right
To feel peace
Or the right to war
This is what
I'm writing for
 May 2013 uhhhhhhh
Chase Fire
night fishing
in a starlit creek;
the depth of the galaxy
at my ankles

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