the cactus journals
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
into the hole
Into the hole
sanitized, I enjoyed the ride
slow and unhurried,
I closed my eyes.
dreams of swordfish
sprinklers,
and
lines.
plow trenches
in my mind.
a lazy cruzed car ride,
my eyes crashed
inside.
neon nights,
heat pasteled,
by the summers
lights.
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