Tuesday, July 05, 2016

Independence Day

Independence on a Monday are antithetical states. But I've lived 
here since the day I was told beauty was tactile. And sank 
into a salt water pool with my eyes wide open. Made a polygamist doll adore the one plastic heart. Watched the fireworks as I inched my way toward a canopy. Slept in the same clothes I'd work in come Tuesday morning. All of this as easy as a lazy yesterday 
when I couldn't for the life of me decide 
what do I do.  


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