lucky rebel 7
love letter in the time of e-mail
here I am, she writes,
popping back into your life
poof!
just like a witch.(Yes. Just like that, I think.)
today, I found out you’re an air
sign – which is good –
because air fuels fire.
I am a firesign. although doesn’t fire
suck the oxygen out of a room?
oh, we’re all going to die.
love to you.
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- March 4, 2005 / 11:14 am
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- poetry, rebel manifesto
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