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Thursday, August 11, 2011

My WHIP no more!

my boss, elelu

for three weeks,
you have whispered,
“don’t you love me?
why have you left me
after 38,000 glorious words together?”

out of guilt,
i heeded your pleas,
bringing you to the store for
quality editwalking.

retrieving my forgotten pencil
from the passenger seat,
i left my keys in pencil’s stead.

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i've never loved sitting outside a grocery store so much!

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