shakespeare doesn't work anymore

Saturday, Feb. 14, 2004 5:30 am

There was a night,
when I was able to recite,
from Richard III,
and it drew me closer, into your arms.

there are many nights now,
where his words describe exactly
the feeling of what happens,
when his words,
don't work anymore.


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dland exuant omnes your voice drifts away into lost binary alleyways it echoes photography

last five:
smiles and gone - Monday, Feb. 07, 2005
I caught my love in North Carolina - Monday, Nov. 29, 2004
Threadbare - Friday, Sept. 17, 2004
You Spy - Friday, Sept. 17, 2004
The Thrill is Gone - Friday, Sept. 17, 2004

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