on writing chapter five
9.08.2013
from a dream in which she shot me
teams of vivid red
challenged squads of purple
in lazy games of kickball
where no one ever lost.
(you are not a sunset.
you're a kid pissing in snow.)
they say
at any given time
there are six people
in the world
who look exactly the same.
don't wake us.
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