If you haven't any charity in your heart, you have the worst kind of heart trouble. ~Bob Hope

Sunday, March 19, 2006


I emerged from the hot shower
Sure that the previous chaos had been cleansed
And slid back into my tank top,
Still sweet with your scent
A reminder to myself
That there is still some good
In this fucked-up world
A reminder that tomorrow
Really will be better
Wistfully hoping
I can make it to Friday

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