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i know victory's sweet

where do these words come from

where do these lines come from

lines don't in exist in reality, she said

they are abstract

lines do not exist

lines do not exist

there is no such thing as a 

line

in the real world

it was so cool, i touched my fingers to my chin

and cocked my head to the side with a side smirk

lines don't exist

her bold circle glasses and blonde hair. we brushed by each other in the hall

she guessed my name right

and i can't draw 

can't draw boxes on wheels nor tree bark

i read two books nearly a year ago by Sabrina Ward Harrison. she had some musical artists written

like Ani Di Franco and Leonard Cohen. like she thought highly of them both.

i documented and perhaps had the intention to listen to their art 

but who knew Leonard Cohen.. i didn't. it's ruined.

i think Amanda (character) loves her dying fish in the bathtub who bleeds ribbons

and sees the doctor who smokes unlit cigarettes and stomps on them in anger when she offers him a light. oh, Doctor Moon. 

then there's the tiger in space, the 9 or 12 year old who told her about shark cancer, shark tumour.

but shark's are awesome! shark's don't get diseases! sharks are what dreams are made of..

why couldn't my mind think of things like these, these like things

about hidden oceans

where? it's hidden

i bet it has nice beaches

nothing like we have ever known..

"goodnight gorgeous" "goodnight wonderwall"  

maybe you'll read, maybe you won't