Sunday, January 22, 2012

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On a Sunday
Stay in bed as long as you can
On a Sunday
More than you
On a Sunday
But who is counting
On a Sunday
Some days I'm clean and safe
On a Sunday
Most days I'm dirty and dangerous.
On a Sunday
Both are fun/boring.
On a Sunday
Fly me too the moon
On a Sunday
Put a knife to my diamond cocoon
On a Sunday
Wilted flower
on a pedestal
Kiss tiny flowers
On a Sunday
Young tongues
Out the mouth
Like a plastic lid
On a paper cup
On a Sunday
Silver chairs
But I want platinum
On a Sunday
Give me sunflowers
On a Sunday
When sleeping all day is OK
On a Sunday
Muffled noises about the room
Give me any day but Sunday, soon.


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