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Saturday, January 2nd, 2010It’s tougher, it’s darker, it stands up above.
They’re shamefilled neglections of infinite love.
They itch and they scream and they catch every seam
and they live with me
grow with me
ache with me
long with me
like confused distant memories
of probably-dream.
And I can’t say I’m proud, regretful, or pleased
when I look at the remnants of quilt that I’ve teased.
I just [...]