Thursday, July 1, 2010

Yulan and The Date

we made our way to the creek,
just to figure it out.
Who was responsible for this?
And I headed down the path,
just the count your steps,
and I never noticed
you laughed at the mud you tracked.

You closed the screen door,
I believe it was something
along the lines of calling it a night,
but I'll never be certain.

How'd I end up in flames?
But I didn't mind.
I just sat at the dock.
Maybe you saw,
I'll never know.

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