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2000-10-26 || 17:20:07 || the world of you is made of atoms and molecules || i am so used to you in the abstract sense chem trails the color orange your voice hanging in fog that to see you, the loose thread on your jacket, the space you take up is overwhelming. sitting beside you i anticipate each molecule of you to scatter, demagnetized, and fall to the floor. and i will have to pick them up and put them back together, find my way about you again. i will put the last one, the one containing me, in my pocket. guestbook || notes || archives || profile || photos || d-land |