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on the same day:

Journal of the Amnesiac Leg

forge forget          full
broke up the cat fight under
the surveillance of drug deal          
and
                    turrets hooker

          pounced on
like nothing I do matters

          in the scheme of it all
I want to wander

                    the storm
the last time I looked in your eyes
planes took off

                              she said
                         I'm not very good at this
love
                    the weight of it

          new moon
          lentil soup
          flies around my head

so I had trouble walking today

treating myself right                                        stop
swallowing pills                              stop
keeping from stopping                                                  stop     return
let's move to the country                    stop
collect blue eggs                    stop
make love 'til the cows come home                    stop
paint everything barn red                                   stop
                                                                                stop
ride side-saddle                              return
                                                  om
ride when the good times come                              stop
                                                                                om
                    at the end of the world
                              party
                    we parted ways
                                                  stop
          I own this fantasy
yardsticks
          to measure           our pain                    go away
                                            stop
no lightning
no rain
                                                     keep going
I long for that game
                                                  you're getting warmer

is this where I'm supposed to stand
                                                       you're getting warmer
and wait?
                                                                      warmer

I'm always dreaming of strange houses
                                                                      cold, no, cold
of loving love
                                                                      colder, colder now
of a more dangerous childhood

                                             stop

at 3:15
stretch the time                              come back
to fit in               easy to swallow
your pen is beautiful arrangements

                                                                 warmer
your music too