What is this? "Promises kept" that are our lives perhaps--unduly given? [Think of the steps in between...how we take them the same, as is our existence this equivalent.] "Narrowing" like guarded eyes, but with breath ever thinning down to our given finitude. Unawaiting any acknowledgment.
[How the fuck do you express a tree?! Happiness like a concrete picket fence?]
Walking past a house today & I saw that the front door was open. From the street the TV was in view. It was showing a commercial for the truck that was parked in the driveway.
"I make my kids read the Declaration of Independence every night." [Weed-ridden footpaths and bike trail unbeaten, tease out parallels unrealized alone.]
Faretheewell folks,
-Talthea (2/19/09)
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