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good mornings.

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Published: Jul 18, 2010

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these days, there are skins
to wrap your lips around,
and chai to lace with yellows
of a nine a.m. lemon.

there are papers to smoke,
water to steam,
and a fresh-squeezed sun
to flavor the figures
of each hazy whistle.

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herlastvagrance

Apr 1, 2015

lovely. short and sweet indeed.

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