Friday, October 28, 2011

Those Tiny Branches Have Splintered Beneath The Weight Of Your Many Worries

Relax.  The sun won't go down for hours.
There will be plenty of time to make your mistakes.
Fix yourself a drink, this is going to take awhile.
I mastered that bird call you were so excited about.
Fuck if I know...

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