Monday, November 5, 2007

RUN RUN RUN

"You gotta run, run, run, run, run
Take a drag or two"/LOU REED

NOW, POST-MARATHON, THE STREETS ARE JUST FLATTENED GREEN GATORADE CUPS AND POLICE BARRICADES. I FORGET WHEN I TALK TO PEOPLE THAT I DON'T HAVE ANY HAIR. THE LIGHT IS BECOMING PALER. THE NEW YORK TIMES SHOULD HAVE COMICS. THE BOOKS OF POETRY I READ SHARE THE SAME TONE.






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