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Rain pours on a Saturday afternoon. It smiles against the window and runs down the paine. All day lazy even though I just awoke hours ago. It's been a mellow, no sock day. Still wearing khakis from yesterday's classes and sporting the boxers too. Haven't left the vacanity of my room, except once. Had to get a beverage and food to compliment. Two Snapple, one lemonade, one kiwi strawberry; one Sprite; one microwave dinner. Went back to my room and feasted like a king and danced around, with Sprite in my hand, to the uglies of Bob Dylan.
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Everyone else is going out tonight, hitting the town, raising the parties, but I don't feel the need. "Gonna get trashed tonight." Ah, not me. Rather get the vibe off good music and cigarettes. Should of been trippin today, but didn't wake up early enough to make the pick up. RHCP come from my speakers and I'm just about to light up my second of the night. $3.47 for a pack. That's what it costs for relaxation these days. Nicorette queens, the stick - to calm my week's ruffles.
Speak through smoke when your under fire.
[This message has been edited by machinery (edited February 26, 2001).]
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smiling..laughing..touching..nice
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ok...
when i first read this a long time ago...(month), - i thought it was bad then i read it again and liked it...and that is when i responded.. but i think my reaction to it had something to do w/ the other poems you had posted at the same time and nothin to do w/ it..i'm not sure.
anyway...
i don't like the list.
your reflection is better than description cause your reflection means more. second part is better than first.
more reflection in second... i'm not sure but i'd say its an altogether writing but not your best.
although i am still smiling..laughing...touched.
sorry if my analyzation was a little lacking...ha...can't even spell it right.
___---parch
