smoke these words or choke them down.
we've all gotta die somehow.
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Secondhand Swagger
Friday, July 20, 2012
shiver - a summer in colorado.
Another one of those dark, bluesky days
in the only heaven i know.
every sunset this summer has mirrored
the flaming mountain forests.
this morning the sun rose, dripped with blood
thick with iron, steel
and saltwater.
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