Thursday, October 12, 2006

Mimsy, your desk

i like sitting at your desk.
it is white. i don't want to leave.
i don't want to write from any other desk.
i am safe in this chair.
i am sad that the clock is pushing me out.
this spot is safe nough for my little birds to chirp.
thank you for your home and your heart
and your mind that is the most satisfying.
you are in the living romm with Collin and the girl
with the gen name.
I am happy to be here with Selma songs,
awaiting your bedtime.

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