On the night of the just what you need introducing the time she stepped aside there were dishes lining the counter soft conversation like music well-traveled piano as furniture ivy laced walls the drive home was bad radio @ 1 AM the moon ¾ orange attention she could leave now everything cracked windshield used CD's flannel undergarments a grassy basketball court loved ones left behind loved ones left ahead the ridiculousness of prayer cold-blooded a rock in her shoe the place she never was full not a seesaw not a milk glass throw it all away this now is all right be there every time the dinner burns knowledge makes us that kind of sad she doesn't care any more she has given up her daily chores why does she even bother to have taste
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