2.08.2013

In My Imagination

nobody wins the election or better yet no one votes

the red light turns green before I fuck everything up

my government did not just blow up a family celebrating a six year old's birthday because a satellite thought it saw a terrorist smoking a cigarette in the backyard

the streetlamp is a spotlight at the grand old opera I'm standing under

the short story I told her wasn't a lie

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