these poems.
They bound in and out like
the sounds of songs in passing cars
harsh and snapping and then gone.
There are no stories here,
only epitaphs.
"Realist Jurisprudence: Selected Essays"
2 years ago
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Austin you haven't added much to your blog since i last saw it!! I love this poem.
xo.
I've made a blog now, talks about music and the like ;p
how is the music going.
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