April 25, 2006
conveniance store
greasy heated after frozen lunch
gross taste in mouth
of sausage roll and
chemical lemonade
bible school children
making bible school
jokes while just
these random thoughts
are running through my head
you know
there were more
i wanted to write more
but the green grass was private
property and i just
couldn't sit and write
in my little notebook about them all
so watch me salvage but believe me
this is not a poem
these are just little
notes on my walk that only
i understand, most likely
-this is me simply writing with
a short hand short of motivation
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