pennylane731's Diaryland Diary

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shower to shower

holding my breath
grey-blue nausea
the urge to run and run
and run and run
throw away the compass
rip apart the plans

comparisons to other ones
from other years; keep myself
from crying with brave smiles
and oohs and ahhs
like a chorus, a refrain

sunday-best suits and sweater sets,
all polite and lovely with the compliments
and multicolored cake

the windshield wipers were either too fast or too slow;
that scraping noise when there's not enough rain is irritating.

8:57 p.m. - 2004-11-20

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