Saturday, November 5, 2005
Insomnia Comments
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While unpacking, I find your jacket, bent
into an unnatural shape in a carton full
of books. The fabric is worn, one pocket
pulled apart at the seam. This is evidence,
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12/5/2025 9:35:17 AM # 1.0.0
'I want to thread myself like a needle through your life, and yet, you ruin me' What a nice and beautiful simile? When the eye of the needle is small, it doesn't allow the thread to go thro' it. The women of your choice should have a larger heart, as large as a needle's eye that accepts the thread of your life.