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Monday, July 25, 2011

Tree-canopies.

Sam Adams and I
Have become good friends.
I sit by a pool with him,
or inside a tent,
along with my 19 american spirits.
I watch a movie about a poet
Or talk to a poet
Or listen to a poet
blab on and on
about the philosophies on love
that I don't really care about.
It's just what I do
Cause it seems
all the people of worth
that I know
Have been poets.

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