Oxbow is not real. This I have come to realize.
Thursday, October 15, 2009
A Nearly Spherical Body of Gas Contained in a Liquid
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Sunday, October 11, 2009
Trench Foot
It had become a routine.
With lethargic summer days
Came our high-octane evenings.
We'd spend our nights at our coffee house
Enjoy each other's company,
Berate each other's music,
And talk up a pity storm.
We were stuck in a rut
And I was getting trench foot.
We sat on suave metal chairs
Talking about how "nothing's happened
Since the last time I saw you",
Just like the night before.
I would test your discomfort threshold
With excessively awkward questions
That shut us up on the way home
Just like the night before.
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Saturday, October 10, 2009
They Are/Need Fags
This is what I get to do for the rest of my internet life.
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